The World ( A spoken word poem)

The world is mean. And yet people still find ways to keep clean the hopes of next week. And hey did you see that big bruise on Billy's cheek? Kids do not give respect to anyone anymore. It sometimes makes the world not worth fighting for. (don't have enough time to finish so I will edit it later)

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This poem is about: 
My country

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