Written by: Surabhi Ghimire - 26012, Grade X
Posted on: 25 September, 2023
“Serene” America, so beautiful and free
Yet, the color of my skin shows me no mercy
Racism lurks in every corner, it’s plain to see
As much as I adore my country, I can’t help but flee.
The economy’s crashing, tax rates so high
Social problems keep mounting, and I let out a sigh
And though it may be the same elsewhere, I know
Living in a place with racism needs to go.
For what is worse than growing up with hate?
Children forced to learn how guns operate
And though they say it’s how they stay safe
Innocents die, we’re forced to mourn in disgrace
I cannot raise my child in such a place!
Where gun violence is commonplace
“Serene” America, I hate to say goodbye
But, for the sake of my family, I have to try.
