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Amerikkka

I’m serving a country that don’t love me or my people.
Fighting for other people’s rights when mines not equal.
Land of the free, home of the brave, when they gonna give reparations to slaves.
We built this place working for free and we worried about a government shutdown. Must be kidding me
We exert so much energy worrying about the wrong things.
Give us back our power and we’ll show you what to do with it.
Instead y’all elect someone who’s always on some stupid shi* 
Tweeting and beefing and y’all call that’s class, sorry to say it our president is jacka$$
This isn’t a democracy more like hypocrisy yet we act so blind
It’s 2019 with so much easy access to information the truth ain’t hard to find
God bless America but don’t trust your government.

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lodigiana

I feel your frustration running throughout this piece and can understand why you feel as you do but sometimes voices need to be heard in the dark and you must keep your voice heard and hope that with others who share your feelings that things can start to change for the better...stay strong..staytrue to what you feel ..and stay hopefully for change  ♥

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Mel Quattlebaum

Appreciate the feedback thank you I will continue voice my opinions. ????

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