America, America from sea to shining sea
Your beaches don’t look so clean to me
America, America so many wonders to see
Your blessings as promised to you and me
America, America a land once open and free
Your cities look congested to me
America, America where can your heart be
Your thoughts look confused to me
America, America so strong that others flee
Your defenses look strained to me
America, America once the place to be
Your lands now crawl with blasphemy
America, America I long to go back and see
Your spirit that once uplifted me
America, America do not forget your plea
Your voices heard across the sea
America, America where everything has a fee
Your best offerings are free
America, America where there is a crime spree
Your desires to live in peace can only be
America, America can you not see
Your land was promised to you and me
America, America but a simple decree
Your country must return to Thee.
(c) B.A. Stross 4/8/2018 7:44 AM EST
Psalm 111...Ecclesiastes 8&9...Isaiah 59
Post Edit 7/4/2023. 6:40 AM EST ✨✝️🕊
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