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We, who loved America Part 4

When I came back to where I belonged 
the country had changed; no one bought 
arrow shirts anymore and jeans were 
made in China
The streets of New York were violent 
people demanding their rights should be 
heard, the group they belong to, racial or
otherwise
To think he had believed that everyone 
were Americans regardless of sex or creed
His America had been white, regardless 
of color, the sexes were easy to define
Eva had a , and Adam had a .
A country split into groups run by perverts 
who took offense if their pronunciation was 
was not correct, mostly by freaks who 
had their sex organs removed and said they
belonged to a free society where everyone
had the freedom to do as they pleased
 but didn't tolerate criticism.
Electric cars! What happened to the Cadillac?
so many- millions- migrants are flocking to
America now dislikes the culture of our
Christianity and work against society 
they are not prepared to adopt and become
Americans, coming as they are from failed
socialist/ dictator countries
the gun-tooting old men in Houston had gone
to a faraway place and the café where they
had afternoon meeting was now a pizza hut
The gigantic freezer unites our ship -Chandler 
supplied with meat, the one that had fury mice
adapted to the cold had gone too
The Washington elite didn't represent the 
the interest of the people, dragging them into 
unneeded war, calling it a defense of freedom
Despite setbacks. the American style
optimism prevailed. and great writers continued
producing great literature
Yes, the true,
 unique American culture  had not
succumbed to the fanatism and violence in 
streets of misery
His America was alive, and freedom of thought had
survived

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