land of the flawed

What even is a world without hate?

I wouldn't know, this one sure ain't.

I live in a society teaching us nobody cares,

that nobody wants different,

and life isn't fair.

My society teaches us to not like what we are,

and that the only way out is through self-harm.

When we look at the mirror,

now we think, "I'm not perfect",

though somebody loves me,

And I'm so worth it.

What even is a world that is fair?

I wouldn’t know, I can’t find that here.

We live in a society saying, “You’re just a woman” or “You are much less”

Because of my brown skin? I don’t wanna hear that excuse again.

Society teaches us to not like our bodies or our skin,

You’re not beautiful.  You’re not thin.

Not thin enough.

Are you saying I am not enough?

I can’t take this.


Enough with telling girls that they’re not as good as guys.

Enough with discrimination and the tear gas in our eyes.

Do you realize that I despise this free country?

It's not true, this country is full of lies.

I guess that that implies that we’re doing something wrong

We don’t have allies, they fear us cause we’re strong,

So I advise, as this information implies, we need to arise, and do better.

We may live in a world that's full of dislike,

but showing more love can help others to love life.

But for now, we are living with so much hate,

and we need to fix this before it's too late.

There are already girls fleeing bombs from the mosques of their skin.

There are people not eating cause they’re trying to fit in.

There are people too poor to eat at all.

There are people who hate others and want to build a wall.

It’s not easy to accept that our country is flawed.

It’s harder to accept that we, as humans, are flawed.

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


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