Reality Poem by Adela Casados
Reality
this hurt and angiush
when you say 'land of the free'
police brutality, rapes
raising taxes and fees
homeless dying in a cold,
wet gutter,
children crying for,
their beatin mother,
our home is for opertunity,
not for crime hurt,
and or mutiny,
but nothing is perfect,
no one is ever,
be strong and hopefully,
this wont last forever.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
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