America the land of the free, home of the brave.
The wonder of it caused us to rave.
Blessed to be born in this wonderful land.
Sure, we are blessed by Gods' gracious hand.
Now things are changing we no longer believe in God.
Those who do are thought of as odd.
As government grows, our freedoms are less.
We the people are in distress.
Our right of choice may soon be taken.
If you disagree, I believe you're mistaken.
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Author:
Randy6 (
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