America ™️

America ™️

A Poem by Enfuriation
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My thought this "independence" day

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Welcome to america!
Land of the owned.
Welcome to america!
Where you're left in the cold.

Welcome to america
Where freedom is propraganda
Where independence is conditional
Where rights are just priveleges

Welcome to america
The home of the distraught
We say give me your tired!
And make them work to death in order to live.
We say give me your poor!
And leave them to die on the streets
We say huddles masses, come and breathe free!
And then deny them a clean environment
We say give me your wretched refuse!
Unless they're too dark
Belive in the wrong god
Or worse no god
If they speak three languages but english isn't one
Unless they love who they love
Unless they want to change who they are

Give us your broken... your pained... citizens of nowhere
We will give them a home.
It may not have walls
It may not have windows
But we can use them. You see.
They have value to us.
Not as people of course, they're wretched for a reason.
But we can use them.

Welcome to america!
Where your skin determines your fate.
Welcome to america!
Where your gender is a gift or a curse.
Welcome to america!
With freedom of religion!
Except the ones we dont agree with...
Except the ones that wont do what we say...
Except the ones we've deemed architects of the devil.. even though you dont believe that the devil is real.

Welcome to america!
Where if you're a girl your only value is what's in your pants.
Where "if she bleeds she breeds" is a god given law.
Where if you're a woman.. and you try to be nice... you're a w***e or a s**t or a witch trying to ruin a good mans life.

Welcome to america!
Where if you're a boy, whats in your pants will get you by.
Where "real men dont cry" is so engrained youll watch your brothers die.
Where if you're a man... you are given so much privilege that any complaint is ignored.

Welcome to america!
Where you dont have to belive in equality.
Or science.
Or education.
Or history.
Or human rights.

Or freedom.

Oh wait... we're supposed to pretend we have that last one, right?
And light fireworks to symbolize an escape from tyranny.
And eat food the poor cant afford but what they have is killing them.
To drink and drink and laugh and have fun... and anything bad that happens is just the alcohol

But it's your right to get drunk!
Unless you wore a skirt
It's your right to go dance!
Unless theres too many men around
It's your right to laugh and have fun!
But dont given anyone mixed signals

And we'll never take your guns!
God wanted us to have those!
And by god I mean white men 235 years ago
And by god I mean the ones who were so patriotic that they'd rather leave their country than give up their slaves
And by god I mean whover we vote for.

Welcome to america
Where democracy is the dream
You'll hear children scream
HR complaints by the ream
And yet we'll make it seem...

Like this is the land of the free.
Where you can be whoever you want to be.
Where the sky is the limit!
Happiness ultimate!

...conditions may apply.

© 2022 Enfuriation


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Added on July 4, 2022
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Enfuriation
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