Never Ending Poetry - Tasha (old books to read txt) 📗

escape reality

I see the pain
I just turn my back
Trying to escape reality

I'm going through the actions
But just really barely existing
All because I'm busy trying to escape reality

I think I'm succeeding
At trying to escape reality
So far...
In the Pit of my Stomach

I am hungry
But I am full
What is this feeling?
My stomach feels empty
Yet, I don't feel like eating
Am I anorexic?
I just ate something
But yet, I want more
Am I greedy?
I feel all of these things
But yet, none
In the pit of my stomach

A Message For America

I really hope that America ends
She doesn't really have any friends
Because of her greed
She makes the dirt in the soil bleed
Taking what doesn't belong to her
Robbing from the rich and stealing from the poor
She doesn't stop for anyone
She doesn't stop for a single reason
Stand in her path and you'll get run over
She'll run you over, like a bulldozer will
Even the president is useless against her
He is merely a puppet on a string
Really, what change can he bring?
America is billions in debt
She borrows money from others with no sweat
Even the treasury can't keep printing
These other countries' patience is thinning
There's not even need for a war
She's destroying herself from the inside, oh, the gore
Her citizens are being lied to and cheated
They are being horribly mistreated
America is modern day Rome
Back then they used sport and play under the dome
So the people wouldn't notice all of the problems
Well, America, your reality T.V doesn't work on me
I see through your lies, what more can you claim?
America thinks that she can keep going undefeated
But, I'm here to deliver this message: soon she will be beaten

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Publication Date: 10-17-2012

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