We worry about dollars,
and forget who we are

^So true, money degrades us many

I love the dedication to your homeland that I know is visible yet the poem full of hatred and omnipresent thoughts,
So many wrongs in the world, too many people brought into the wrong society, brought up in a life of crime, drama and fighting,
I honour you for writing such a piece,
I love you

Love always,
Tar-Kay

YES...I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THE DAY YOU SUBMITTED THIS AGAIN..IT LINGERED IN MY MIND FOR AGES.

You penned something real, something tragic and something that needs change. Personally I'm appalled by government in all countries, power and greed has turned them into symbols of importance that are made of stone and concern for their ppl has been bleached from their bones..As far as the poem, great flow, brilliant wording. Excellent

I agree with Yaki!

I still remember the last line: we kiss the hands that slap us!!

OMG

This is fantabulous!<3

Under your opressed sky

thanks I've learned from this.