….….The American house wasn’t instantly set a blaze, it took centuries but I’m still amazed, some citizens are smoldering, while others are dressed in flames, everything they touch turns to rage, an enormous fire that’s hard to tame, raised fist at the Olympic Games, this is as evil as the villain Bane, cause it validates a racial divide all the same, giving merit to act the same, blurred lines turns coerced into cohorts, now whose the blame, just one of life’s confusing games, a minute ago it was self defense now you’re Inflecting pain.
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A poem of outrage at the state of the nation and the divide that is inflicted on its citizens. Nicely done
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