My Day: For My People

Forget the white picket fence I hope for graduations and congratulations Not my people wishing for that fenceIt's the American Dream they tell you , but when your life is set up to watch you fall they fail youIt's inevitable , given the cards they dealt youI hope for the faith my people have and the drive in our bloodThat's why I wake up , greet the day and hope for God to bless my people in every way 

This poem is about: 
My community


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