Americkahates its own skindoesn't know thebody it's inwhich languageto speakdeceitthe only dialectnothing buta whorepatrollingthe streetsflies on the stage of a wastelandsatan's handruns deepAmerikkka no morebeautiful than its poorflag flyinghighbut what does it really mean?red for bloodthat soiledthe soil greenwhite for puritybecauseblackjust wouldn't dopigmentfullof impuritiesthough my great grandmotherhas eyesof bluewhich backdropsthe starsbut in realitythe stars aresuspended in shadowlike the truth ~*~It's only what you believe will happen and therefore do next that will bring about a life change. Addendum Prayer of Jabez
~~~~~~~~When One learns to live without fear, then One cannot be broken.