Sandra Feldman America Poems

Muddy waters.
Dirty sand
Political pollution
Upper hand,
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Of Political Disgrace
Not enough has been
Said,
Of their disgraceful
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Shapes now and Shapes to come,
Decadence, comes in a bun.

Donuts, Pizzas,
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Don't let Them make Us be,
Socially
Like the rest of the World,
Because we are Free
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Remember?
When people were people,
And not only drones,
This was a country,
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How low.
Have we fallen?
How bad can
It get?
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Going backwards
Like cowards,
Sideways,
Like crabs,
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You feel, what you feel, what you feel,
And you can't from others, Feelings steal,
You are what you are
But you can be better,
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What would the world be,
Without America free?
Think about it:
Brain Washing,
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Two Hundred and Forty years,
Young!
A Country,
Not enough admired
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