God’s own country
The Land of greatest opportunity
The Land of free men and women
The Land of nurture
The Land of all dreams
America the shining light of freedom
The Land of golden opportunities
The Land that breeds all Lands
That gives hope to humanity.
But how unlike her
We see in the brazing heat
America is our hope for free born
Methinks America should not die
For it is a beautiful Land
Many sweats and blood
Have watered the landscape of America
For the world, my people
My Land is rest assured in her
God bless America!
Copyright © Sunday Igwebuike | Year Posted 2015
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