The Plight We Thought We HadA Poem by Allyson WolfeThe land of the free is up to interpretation, why can't we spread that freedom on to other nations? Venezuela, Algeria, Egypt and the like. Dictators and rulers! Wrong! Civilization on a pike. I see my friends suffer, they worry for their families. What of our American dream, do we instigate these calamities? Concerned with ourselves, sure we might be in debt, but can this compare to the nations who's real resources have been spent? The people are hungry, homeless, and in dire f*****g need of a plan to help them try and succeed.
So while we sit here and complain about how we don't have steaks or ice cream, can we think better of the child so hungry he can't help but scream? While we sit here and complain about how warm it feels in class, can we think better of the family, homeless, who has wait of a winter yet to pass? Think about that. © 2012 Allyson WolfeFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on October 25, 2012 Last Updated on October 25, 2012 AuthorAllyson WolfeAboutI am an 18 year old English major in University and love life's greatest experiences! I try to connect my writing with personal issues/experiences but often find myself straying away from my first i.. more..Writing
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