How are we?
happy and satisfied
watching the time
Fly on by
Never attentive
Of things that go missing
Such as
Love for one's country
How can you?
Love America, in her current state
So evident and violent
Such a huge mistake
How is it possible?
To love one's self
When the same exist
Amidst one's priorities
Mysterious guidance
of parental implementation
of nit and pick
At child; uniquely wild
In order for change in America
Attention is needed
'Help me, help me'
Is what she is pleading
To start this process
We begin with kids
Access and excess
Of beautiful minds
To change
For the better
Is what
We'll desire
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