Lovett4166

The Nation

What be a fabrication?
The American Dream?
a well prepared illusion.
Media drop bombs;
scenes of hate and religion in the street
double standards across the seas, nothing is free.


Government helicopters swarm of the riots of ignorance
corruption is elected into the nations office;
a two faced blood land, breeding feeble minded slaves,
many of which believe first words spoken too be true
We the people; born in the land of not so free.

 

 

Comments2

  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed Great write

  • Lovett4166

    All comments are encouraging :)



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