Poem By James Rogers

At war with itself
Manufacturer of hate and greed
Embarrassingly ignorant to the outside world
Ruthlessly preaching hate
Instinctively aggressive
Culpable for the terrible state of the free world

Comments about America

manufacturer of hate and greed, thanks for the write.

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