Broken America
Red dwelling, blue exhaust
White fire of conscience
Patriotic departure
In a home of isolation
See the banner
And know we live
The only mass of allegiance
The ones who take free
The only affirmers
Of the American way
All else does not take
After the wants of the founders
Beautiful country
To wretched cover
What’s the citizen
Done to this land?
The dear departed
Has left breath decisively
Now no one will love
In the American pride path
We must bring back the patriotism
Because all here has gone
The American way cannot perish
Under the rubble of execrable
America is broken
And needs a fixing
By the hands of
All of the devotees
Stand for the way of good
And the path of leeway
The home of rein,
And the home of the brave
Copyright © Mik Fjeld | Year Posted 2016
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