Mypoeticmind
I stare into the rain, sloshing through the puddles of my tears.
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America
voices of a nation
silenced by complicity
she lies moribund
no sign of resuscitation
she aches in woeful pain
drones led blindly into war
seceding to radical regime
the elusive enemy, feign
leaders of a nation
her freedom wears a poison mask
numbed by moving screens
fooled by illustration
she writhes in hipocracy
liberties in wait
voices of a nation
silenced by complicity