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Poem called America

America use to be wonderful all standing their all bright loud and proud and free this is the place I live in this was America to me for I stare at the ocean and there is america crying out to for it is sadly dying and it starts to cry in agony “for I am a place that had freedom a place that had peace a place that welcomed everyone with open arms for i was a place where a person could a person and they wouldn't be punished for being a person” for it was the countrie you died for it was the home of the free for it was the place of people who welcomed with other people glee it is the place honor who is dying for you and the people and i now cry in agony why would you kill America the home of liberty for you watch her dying crying in agony and you don't do nothing for you don't care for the people in this land of liberty why would to kill this country the land of the free peace honor liberty and the land of people why kill this heaven of honor and liberty for I now morne the current destruction of this heaven called America . I sail on the my grand star ship on the atlantic where I used to hear americas heavenly anthem of freedom and here the cheers of pride of oneself and others and I used to see the breath taking white lights reflecting onto the water the lights of peace and music of the world rejoicing over this wonderfull countrie that once meant freedom love for when I lived in this countrie I once had a grand pride for the magnificent countrie but over the years the light of pride now grows dimm for now the the one thing america cared most about was the people she gave the people everything America worked and slaved for them and what do they have to reflect their gratitude upon this countrie they show gratitued threw a long slow torture and this torture has many symptoms one of them being deforestation where the people get the blades and machines and slowly skin america alive depriving her of her breath taking enviorment of lucious green grass and raveshing red roses then next they kill the species for they come over and commit mass geonicide killing Americas life long friends for their in the time of enjoyment and throught that enjoyment they left a trail of dead animals blood and next they destroy americas peace by going phsycology insane and declaring war why would you destroy the peace that our ancestors died for. For now this proves the human race has lost its morality and humanity for you killed the peace in this glorious heaven why would turn this place of heaven into a disastrous hell for are ancestor strives and died for perfect land of peace and what do we do with that illustrious land of peace you destroy it you burn it to the ground you destroyed everything we worked hard for .for I was once proud of my country but now I can plainly see America is dying because of you and me.for I shall not let this happen for I am the man who still cares I sail to Americas doorstep and knock right at her door then she finally answers with her outstanding call you go into her mansion all rundown and breaking all around but in the middle I stair at her awe-inspiring face her eyes are like angles shining brightly in my mind her voice is soft tender like a sleep inducing symphony that never dies I then proudly say don't you fear any more dear for I am your protector the man who still cares for I will help build you back up nice and tall you shall be amongst the heavens where you belong where everyone can proudly see shining amongst the clouds a wondrous land of angels rejoicing in a song their outstanding voices echoing through out the sky a wonderful song of passion raises its arms and proclaims to the people you are now free free to live in harmony .for I now spread that song the song of brotherhood to every one I see I welcome them to America the wonderful land of the free for this my dream a wonderful world of brotherhood as happy as can be a wonderful world of everlasting peace for that is my dream for this is my dream for the wonderful land called America which I Wish to make true. For you might see my dream as a lost cause but I don't see it as a lost cause for I see it as a lifelong mission careening towards destruction for I know the reason I was here remind you degenerate scum of three words three magnificent words and those words are love thy neighbor. I shall proclaim to your ears cramming the words and the meaning of those words down your throats every of minute of every day until you finally understand and morph in to the extraordinary answer called brotherhood . and now you look at me with a dumb founded face and say “what is this thing you call brother hood and what good is it?” I’ll tell you brotherhood is brotherhood is respect brotherhood is kindness brotherhood is where everyone no longer sees each other as a threat but as a loved one for brotherhood is a place where there are no guns no banks no jails no laws for they don’t need any for they love one another they trust one another and every person they see no matter their gender no matter there physical appearance no matter their medical conditions no matter their belief and no matter their race they welcome them to their homes and family the welcome them into their lives and treat them like a family member and their is no need for money because they trust the person and doesn’t expect anything in return because they have no greed no envy for the people of brotherhood don’t have a scandalous nature for they for they live forever in peace and harmony. You see what I’m trying to say if only the people believed and strongly believed in the words love thy neighbor with a strong passion then it wouldn’t be like this we wouldn’t be in war right now if the people believed in that for it is our faults that America is dying and I try to come up up with a solution but once I come up with a solution you know what the people do they shove to the side into the back of their minds where the solution is destined to be forgotten if the people believed in this dream as strongly as I do we wouldn’t be in this condition but yet we are in this condition because their whole entire perspective is backwards for people take the lost cause and see them as the main points or the main idea if only they opened their eyes and saw the massive destruction they left on the world for now in me America and my dream is left to rot in a world of lunatics but hopefully those snakes you call people finally get a brain and make the world and America thrive again make it rise to the stars where it shines amongst the heavens for eternity.

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..doesn't improve it. It's still not a poem. It's barely prose.

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Edna
Poet(ess) to the Stars

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