This poem depicts the frustrations felt by millions of Americans.
Excuse me!
I SAID EXCUSE ME!!
How is our nation
suppose to bring us inspiration
when we have no information
to these problems that we’re facing?
All these homo-sepians chromosomes are changing.
We’re filled with all these STD’s
like AIDS and HIV, an immune deficiency disease.
We know you have the solutions
to to these pollutions that fill our mind, body, and soul.
But you wanna continue to line your pockets with profit of gold.
And the doctor writes a prescription
as fast as psychics give predictions, with the quickness…
Telling you what your future holds;
a lot of drugs being sold
and heart ache and pain
and your account being drained
for the financial gain
of the pharmaceutical company.
And your kids getting Ritalin for his”A.D.D”
but really all he has is a nutritional deficiency.
I said “EXCUSE ME!”
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