AmericanismsA Poem by Kara Hadleyi've wanted to say this for a long time, but never found the right words. suddenly, i did. -enjoy-
Words never spoken
Could save a life
Time of/for guilt
But no one does
Deathbed proclamations
Became jokes
When death became mundane
But no one notices
Fads toy with our emotions
As rubble and arms lay smoldering
And C students turned leaders
Point fingers
At fictional wrongs
A*s covering tactics employed
Play wars fought with breathing soldiers
Open arms held out
To hopeless/helpless people
Flying high on empty
Without leaving the ground
Not knowing mistaken as not being
Fear puppeting
The once puppet master
Stigmas portrayed as facts
That kills the survivors
Hanging by toxic threads
Slowly burnt by our clocks
While warped, exclusive beliefs
Write laws that control our fingers
“Welcome to America,” I say
the most…”powerful” country in the world
protectors of everything
who am I/we/us
to challenge them?
Simply the true elite section of the population
But what do we know?
© 2008 Kara HadleyFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on February 5, 2008 AuthorKara HadleyAbouti'm kara. i'm short. i like to bake. i love music. i'm a little skanky. people say i'm funny. i have blonde hair. spelling isn't my forte. i have big teeth. i have bigger dreams. i'm a little superfic.. more..Writing
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