This is AmericaA Poem by Kelly A. BrownThis is America By Kelly Brown
America is the Merriam-Webster dictionary that tells me the definition of America To many, it's an indescribable feeling Staying up all night crying for no real reason, writing poetry America is self-indulgent. America is excited to grow up, so many future possibilities Becoming pregnant because the condom broke that couple of nights In grade eight America is innocent. America is the songs my mother sings in the morning from that oldies radio station It is guilt From those impossible standards only the past generation can live up to America is gazing white statues of Jesus. America is working on the weekends Being trapped inside that room on sunny afternoons A lifelong struggle for happiness America is looking forward to that one-week vacation. America is the middle-aged housewife Who cries herself to sleep at night No one laying next to her to comfort her, to say it’s all gonna be alright You know, the silently spoken I love you, silly America is lonely. America is punching holes in the walls because the anger always seeps out It is the bite marks on my skin From the grade school kids who made fun of the fat kid and caused these tears America is attempting suicide. America is the teenager who hates their skin because they don't fit in to that universal group That one poor kid who can't crack the code It is the mom who never knew they were unhappy Who gave up on her child because she said he was crazy America is misunderstood. America is unread books in the library It is not knowing your purpose Crying when you should be sleeping, studying nonsense words inside brick buildings America is an uncertain future. America is old ladies in nursing homes who pee in bedpans Their children, far away living with new families And those young girls who change those bedpans They can't afford shelter for the children they shouldn't have had America is a vicious cycle. America is worshipping false gods Taking Prozac and Xanax---substituting life for medicine They are replacing me with them America is insecure. America is the pain of youthful heartache Unrequited love, broken hearts, those old teen diaries you know you kept in that secret drawer The one your mom continually opened whenever you went off to school America is mentored. America is peeing in cups in your bedroom so you don’t have to see your family My mother's urine on the floor that I had to mop up with towels From her not being able to walk herself to the bathroom My screams, my tantrums, my unbridled sense of desire---independence America is selfish. America is caller ID so you don’t answer calls from those who annoy you. It is sticking to what you know Knowing the only endpoint is death and rotting corpses and maggots and flowers on national holidays America is jaded. America is Native Americans who don't agree with the Merriam-Webster's definition of America. America is being rejected because of your appearance It is a diet book The vomit in my sink Those empty pizza boxes in my trunk that I hid when I was 17 America is superficial.
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Added on February 25, 2008 Last Updated on February 25, 2008 AuthorKelly A. BrownNJAboutI am a writer...I try to write from my soul. I am a fan of Charles Bukowski, Jack Kerouac, and the like. I love crazy poetry, but dislike poor spelling. I guess you can tell more about me by rea.. more..Writing
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