Is this a poem
Or just a bitch?
A way to proclaim
Our certain stitch?
Do we care or do we gripe?
I have to ask, "What is the hype? "
Don't we care about welfare;
Or about those who lie out there?
Who strip our country for what it's worth;
Or choose to live upon their own forth?
I'm sorry for those who think I'm racist and such
But I just prefer truth and what is just.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Literature people intend to ignore contemporary writings. Charmness buried. Good