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My America
By: Kailey Hensala
America has two sides
The admiral and the amiss
It sees two faces in the mirror
That’s why the real America is unclear
Today you will see those faces exposed
All written down and composed
Maybe your conception will change
Or maybe your America will stay the same
To find yourself you must face the truth
So we’ll begin with the uncouth
This is the dark side we often avoid
For this is the part that’s not enjoyed…
America is like a deep black hole
It sucks you in and takes your soul
Your sense of emotion is taken away
For we tend to ignore all things that are gray
If people think America is so lovely and grand
Then why do we never lend out a hand
Homeless people roam the streets
But we’re too busy on vacation retreats
Is it really the land of opportunity?
When there’s unemployment everywhere we see
People who’ve lost everything they need
Because they can no longer succeed
Another drunk teenager takes the wheel
Killing a person will never heal
Since when were drugs actually cool?
And since when was it okay to drop out of school?
Everyone wants power and fame
It’s like we’re all stuck in a game
Let’s see who can outdo the best
Please will you all just put it to rest?
But like an injured runner in a race
America doesn’t run a steady pace
It has its ups and downs
Sometimes we see good things around
America glows with pride
Its independence is alive
We stand for love and freedom
And look to each other for wisdom
We stand up for what we believe
We console each other when we grieve
Sometimes all it takes is heart
To get on your feet and move to the start
Liberty travels from coast to coast
One thing America is proud of most
We celebrate our love for life
Even when we’re full of strife
They say home is where the heart is at
And I am very sure of that
America is a home full of family and friends
Where we look at ourselves and make amends
Nature makes this country beautiful
One part of the land that is primal
It has been a part of us for so long
Could you imagine if it was gone?
The mountains are frosted with white tips
As if they were touched by angel lips
The blue tint they carry from far way
Remind us of the peace portrayed
The greenness never goes away
For eternal life is here to stay
We push on through the tough times
Because we know life is full of climbs
So this is the America that I see
Would you agree with me?
America has many ways to be perceived
This is just what I believe