Alex Blea

(Denver, Colorado)

Destined For Failure - Poem by Alex Blea

America, she made me see
she had little dignity, shown
from a weakness of favoritism.
She completely exhausted
her eyes in anger, as she held grip of me.
She didn't care
anymore for herself.
She made me bitter, for her
remorse and anger, she had
towards her sons of light,
her sons of peace.
She was destined for failure, her character
was valued low.
I see her lips are daily
struggle of lies.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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