Today I have a new poem for you all. Although it’s a little old to me. The first version is available to read here. https://piecesofkblog.com/2019/06/13/this-is-america-poem/. This poem is merely just me venting of what my idea of America is.
This Is America 2 The Land of the free Huh, tell that to the border control Babies dying in cells While we drool over the guard, When will it stop? When will they be saved? Ran from a land just to be locked in a cage Home of the Brave Brave enough for a terrorist to walk into a store and kill a bunch of people Oh, wait, not a terrorist I forgot when your skin light It’s not a terrorist its mental illness, What about all the threats online? That doesn’t play a part Till they are blacker than the television Only time they look at the social media is when they want to find something to make us look like a threat We the threat but they still throwing bullets like Bret Don’t shoot, my hands up watch as they take my last breath But they want our respect This is America, the place where you got to pay to heal But don’t got to pay to kill The place where there are legal drugs that have been proven to kill But the plant that heals is illegal still The place where kids can go to school and be killed The only logical answer is to add more guns to see if students won’t be killed The way it’s looking, I’m not ready to be a father cause my child could end up in a pile just trying to learn Although this is yesterday’s news because everyone’s attention span has already turned From a mass shooting to a movie Or how about the newest sex tape? It’s hard because our attention span moves so quickly It seems like it happens automatically An activist one day the next, we are entertainers I swear the world is full of shape shifters Spend most of the days trying to put others down because they don’t agree with them I just got to vent I’m just tired of hearing the whole are you woke Another hashtag to make yourself seem higher And put the other lower and wonder why so many using weapons and drugs to send themselves higher They say are you woke I’m woke enough to see we are all a bunch of cowards We all are waiting forever for our hour To claim power Despise people who will do whatever for money but can’t wait till we have enough to take a money shower The place where women feel insecure Because some guys like Big butt and Big tits These the same women that pick guys by their dick like they at the sex store They going hate this cause I speak from the core Living in a society where if you be yourself, they call it you're trying to change cultures A culture Vulture Like if my skin light and I have dreads, then I’m culture hopping As I say these things, I wonder will this piece stop it Or will there be more people trying to knock it? I wish we could all worry about taking off like a rocket Instead of trying to put each other on halt, physically and mentally, just so one race could feel like they have control Just to complain about a higher power, not letting them have control But we do it for each other This is America 2