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My America. By: Kailey Hensala. America has two sides The admiral and the amiss It sees two faces in the mirror That’s why the real America is unclear Today you will see those faces exposed All written down and composed Maybe your conception will change
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My America By: Kailey Hensala
America has two sides The admiral and the amiss It sees two faces in the mirror That’s why the real America is unclear Today you will see those faces exposed All written down and composed Maybe your conception will change Or maybe your America will stay the same
To find yourself you must face the truth So we’ll begin with the uncouth This is the dark side we often avoid For this is the part that’s not enjoyed…
America is like a deep black hole It sucks you in and takes your soul Your sense of emotion is taken away For we tend to ignore all things that are gray
If people think America is so lovely and grand Then why do we never lend out a hand Homeless people roam the streets But we’re too busy on vacation retreats
Is it really the land of opportunity? When there’s unemployment everywhere we see People who’ve lost everything they need Because they can no longer succeed
Another drunk teenager takes the wheel Killing a person will never heal Since when were drugs actually cool? And since when was it okay to drop out of school?
Everyone wants power and fame It’s like we’re all stuck in a game Let’s see who can outdo the best Please will you all just put it to rest?
But like an injured runner in a race America doesn’t run a steady pace It has its ups and downs Sometimes we see good things around
America glows with pride Its independence is alive We stand for love and freedom And look to each other for wisdom
We stand up for what we believe We console each other when we grieve Sometimes all it takes is heart To get on your feet and move to the start
Liberty travels from coast to coast One thing America is proud of most We celebrate our love for life Even when we’re full of strife
They say home is where the heart is at And I am very sure of that America is a home full of family and friends Where we look at ourselves and make amends
Nature makes this country beautiful One part of the land that is primal It has been a part of us for so long Could you imagine if it was gone?
The mountains are frosted with white tips As if they were touched by angel lips The blue tint they carry from far way Remind us of the peace portrayed
The greenness never goes away For eternal life is here to stay We push on through the tough times Because we know life is full of climbs
So this is the America that I see Would you agree with me? America has many ways to be perceived This is just what I believe