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A Social Commentary
Those blues and reds are broken apart
But there's a river of trouble that is right in the middle
A stream of blood flowing and pouring out from the dust of the earth.
Being A Hispanic was hard
The black sheep they say, the same but different
Looked at ashamed by the ones we call our people
looked at different by the country we said was united
make america Great again.Make America Great Again?Was it ever Great to begin withThe United States of America Was hardly
at this time of great unrest
our nation stands
divided
in a civil war of prose
snowflakes and nazis
aliens and terrorists
little do our people know
pride comes before the fall
We are the people of the USA. We’ve got to learn that we’ve got to pray. We the people are united no matter how hard we try to be divided. Yes were different, I’ll give you that. But it only takes one to make an impact.
Thoughts-
Thoughts race around my mind,
Racing and whirling,
A hurricane, living inside
Sometimes it is comforting,
For I am not alone with these thoughts inside,
I have voices,
Stare at the stars,
Wondering who we are,
And why we are lost.
How is it possible to be ourselves,
When we are unsure of who we are?
How can we live to their expectations?
The earth sprouts new life like love grows attachment and clings on tight.
Like a new-born bird taking flight for the first time, leaving the nest, taking chances.
There's something to be said of the Man Divided
To function with cogs not sync
With one eye open while other blinks
Only to look towards different directions
Different directions, and he's but one vessel
