Why must Americans, so bitterly say
Thanks Giving is on its way?
What does Thanks Giving mean to you?
Just another day to, make it through?
We as human's seem to forget
The holiday's are not a threat
It is a time to give thanks and praise
Give generosity, to change our ways
Rotten souls, fill the face of this earth
Ruining the holiday's and what they are worth
What about those with no shelter, or an ounce of food?
Who, most Americans exclude
They fight to survive
Have we no appreciation, for being alive?
If you are like me
You will see
We create, the definition
Spread the tradition, I am on a mission
This Thanksgiving Day
Will Americans stand up and say
I will give a miracle to a family, this Thanksgiving day
A family will be given a feast, by me, on this holiday
No sister, brother, father, or mother, shall feel alone
Let the generosity, be forever known, appreciation will be shown
I also pray, on Thanksgiving Day
To open up a gateway, to the definition we betray
No more children, will be beaten or abused
Their body, no longer be bruised
This Thanks Giving, I will give thanks and praise
For how I am blessed, I will change my ways
I will appreciate my father, I will love my mother
They may not be perfect, I have one though, I will thank my brother
For fighting this pathetic war
Handing America, an open door
Please, join me in giving, A new better holiday
Where every heart, has a reason to say
Thank you for giving, me a bran new start
You truly, hold a gold filled heart
If we do not change, the fate depends upon us
You are so naive, you continue to fuss
Over the gift's that only come Christmas Day
Being selfish, for you I kneel down to pray
With, our society turning cold
Thanksgiving, is growing old
It remains is in a phase
Blinded by the devil's ways
Rich and poor, open your eyes, you need to realize
All thanks to us, Thanks Giving Cries
The future of this day, we hold
We all have visions wrapped in Gold
Will our vision's, just be visions this year
Or will they become clear?
In this sad, poetic rhyme, I share with you today,
Loneliness is felt, carelessness is given, in our egotistical sort of way
Due to the fact, we refuse to compromise
We have ruined Thanksgiving, what a surprise
We need to make a change in our nation
Ending, the starvation, families are in a damnation
Thanks to immigrants, our country has new border stations
That is the Governments, type of donations
The president, wants to stop the war?
Absolutely heinous, unlike anything ever before
Thanksgiving, is cursed
Americans, bring it to the worst
Thank you America, for being the reason Thanksgiving cries
We cut live's short, following what the economy supplies
Hundreds have died today
For the penny, that we refused to pay
It is not the turkey, or the stuffing on that plate
It is about the moment's, we create
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