Poems About America by Top Critiquers
#America
An observation at a coffee shop
With God,
Makeup,
and disposable cups
all things are possible.
Makeup,
and disposable cups
all things are possible.
#America
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where was i when they left for America?
where was i when the rockets came to life?
and carried you away to the alligator sky?"
'''owl city>alligator sky'''
where was i when they set sail and left for america?
where was i when they went to the land of the brave and free?
where was i when they left to the land of black honey?
they've gone to experience the trip of a life time.
they've gone to be among mankind.
they've left this soil of beasts and monsters behind.
they've gone in search of freedom and left me behind.
they've left I mother africa in the dust to die.
for...
and carried you away to the alligator sky?"
'''owl city>alligator sky'''
where was i when they set sail and left for america?
where was i when they went to the land of the brave and free?
where was i when they left to the land of black honey?
they've gone to experience the trip of a life time.
they've gone to be among mankind.
they've left this soil of beasts and monsters behind.
they've gone in search of freedom and left me behind.
they've left I mother africa in the dust to die.
for...
#war
#America
#Africa
#freedom
#escape
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American Churches
A pastor Jim Schulz resides there.
The one we pass along the road
whose lettered sign deplores
excuse for sin, and extols grace.
My bland and musty Anglia faith
askance observes this Pentecostal wrath,
the churches like warehouses of the soul,
the Wal-Mart for your Christ-shaped whole.
We see five churches on one block,
some pillared and tall, and some very small,
and one a single office stuck between
a van rental and nail bar, it seems.
Religion’s as common as commerce out here,
competing with...
The one we pass along the road
whose lettered sign deplores
excuse for sin, and extols grace.
My bland and musty Anglia faith
askance observes this Pentecostal wrath,
the churches like warehouses of the soul,
the Wal-Mart for your Christ-shaped whole.
We see five churches on one block,
some pillared and tall, and some very small,
and one a single office stuck between
a van rental and nail bar, it seems.
Religion’s as common as commerce out here,
competing with...
#America
#Christian
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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America Is Weeping
America...
A nation once united is now divided
With a presidential election still undecided
Claims that it was rigged are reigning high
The coronavirus cases are still climbing
To a hefty million of them nation wide
It's plain to see America is weeping and
Longing for some peace and stability
Or perhaps just the return to normalcy
Remembering all the while we're still free
No masks for some nor social distancing
Could they be the simple
cause of the spread of the disease
With 245k deaths...
A nation once united is now divided
With a presidential election still undecided
Claims that it was rigged are reigning high
The coronavirus cases are still climbing
To a hefty million of them nation wide
It's plain to see America is weeping and
Longing for some peace and stability
Or perhaps just the return to normalcy
Remembering all the while we're still free
No masks for some nor social distancing
Could they be the simple
cause of the spread of the disease
With 245k deaths...
#conflict
#America
#freedom #despair
#freedom #despair
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Why Can't This Guy Just Accept Responsibility?
Donald Trump is starting
over with his political
schtick instead of being
a real man for what he
had done before and
while he was President.
over with his political
schtick instead of being
a real man for what he
had done before and
while he was President.
#corruption
#America
#FreeVerse
#dialogue
#nonfiction
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