America, youA Poem by Lynne S. Cyganskythis was a quick assignment for my poetry class. the parameters were to write an eight line, two stanza poem, each stanza beginning with "America, you"
America, you deceived me into believing
I was free and that we all were free, When we were blind and shackled, Especially the dark captives. America, you incomplete codex Of imperfect systems and rules, Where one can walk down the street with skittles in their pocket, But at what cost? © 2020 Lynne S. Cygansky |
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Added on October 7, 2020 Last Updated on October 7, 2020 Tags: america, politics, political, black lives matter, racism AuthorLynne S. CyganskyAbout-26-year-old amateur poet -all poems are original -Includes liberal-minded poems/views more..Writing
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