Challenge
Challenge of the Week CCXXII
Write a poem about America.
Land of the Free
What would the first fathers say if they could see,
The twisted end of their great beliefs.
A nation built for freedom falls,
To ruin, control, and internal wars.
Our blindness binds us to a social norm,
Media screaming to conform.
They say, “be yourself!” “speak your mind!”
This current mantra is a lie.
Step a foot out of their line,
Your voice is choked, your hands are tied.
While ignorant masses lead their clashes, fighting for a cause that’s blind,
Our country crumbles into chaos, not looking forward nor behind.
Too focused on our pointing fingers, starting fights, and casting stones,
we will cry for peace for justice, but in the end we eat our own.
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