Dear America,

Take a walk in my shoes 

Get a look through my frames 

One step will leave you with regret

A single glance would scare all lames

Peaking through the stone

Wreaking of roses

I witness tragedy

and lose a brother every solstice 

Devil’s paradise

Violence, murder, poverty 

Happiness is gold here 

And a foreign concept is generosity 

To survive you need heart

So for me don’t weep or show pity

Long as my heart pumps 

and I strive

I'll endeavor to end this pain

and never rewind

- Sincerely, The Caged Caterpillar