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Oh America The Once Great, What Happened? 
I am young, but my eyes are open.
I see the rot, the disease festering beneath your golden illusion.
I see a nation gasping for righteousness, 
While the wicked dance on its dying breath.
I do not fear the government, for God breathed you the very throne you sit upon—I fear the people.
I fear their choices, their blindness, their willful corruption.

I fear because wrong is worshipped, 
And righteousness is executed.
I fear because I ask myself—
Will I want my child to bow to this depravity? 
To kneel before false gods, before wicked rulers, just to survive? 
Or will I watch my child stand alone, unyielding, while the world jeers? 

Oh America The Great, You Have Fallen.
You are not at the edge—you are in freefall.
Rise before the fire devours you.
Repent before judgment crashes upon you.
Because it will come, and when it does, 
No army, no law, no king will stand before its wrath.

Me, you, and all who have ears to hear—
Let's make America righteous, pure, godly again.
Because believe me, no one wants to drink
From the overflowing cup of God's fury.

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