Work Text:
Me reading this poem:
Made In America (A poem) - Audio
Take a bite,
Forget your name,
Forget the place from where you came.
Forget all hope,
There's only lust,
Give up the people,
In u.s. you trust.
Ignore the hate,
Don't see the pain.
All the protests,
All in vain.
Take a bite,
Love is a sin,
Hate rules the world,
Let the game begin.
Produce, product,
All of that kind,
Wipe the forbidden thoughts from your mind.
Cause we're all made in America,
The land of the free.
But this doesn't seem like freedom to me.
Control my thoughts,
Break my body.
They have no choice.
You silence them.
Not with threats or guns,
By law,
You forbid me to speak.
Speak out against the slavery I'm trapped in
Serving a god,
Obeying his commands,
Knowing dark eternity never ends.
Is this what is means to be made in America?
To carry around this green scar.
Of love,
Of past,
Of family
I'll do anything to set me free.
Because I wish I wasn't:
Made in America.
