My body, my choice. Why is it that others have the entitlement to choose what I should do with MY body? Why should I have to follow these dumb rules and harm myself in order to keep others safe?
Freedom they say. Freedom. Freedom. Freedom. I cannot begin to express how these red and white stripes are lying straight to your face. The 50 stars sewed in harmony when the corrupt system has failed every state represented. How can you call it freedom?
There is no freedom. At least not the kind you are promised. The place of opportunity and freedom to express yourself. The place is filled with piles of money and nice neighbors. The place is supposedly here.
Where? Oh! The place where public transportation is another risk you take. The place where eating a different animal is viewed as disgusting and unethical. Right, the place which requires a 14 year old to carry their rapist’s child.
Shall I go on? The place where guns are given out like newspapers. The place where armed men in blue suits are monsters more than saviors. Oh, that's what we call our police. Also the place with increased school shootings everyday.
The place where skin color means more than your equal rights. The place where people were enslaved like dogs for decades. It’s funny how the place that caused an internal war within itself is also known as the “land of the free, home of the brave”.
The place that fought for their independence but refused to give the majority of their population citizenship. The place that made Black and White bathrooms after claiming all equal rights. The place where a little Black girl had to have security to learn in a White school.
If this so-called place is so great, why do we glorify our mistakes? Woah, I enslaved hundreds of thousands of Black individuals but hey! We solved it by segregation and enforcing violence.
The place of the American dream. The place is America.