American Rain
Thunderous sounds of British guns
pounding on the shore,
Precipitating rain with blood and gore,
ignites the Revolutionary War,
Lifeless souls both young and old,
strewed across the land,
Indigent, tattered groups of men,
dying to make a stand,
Freedom from the Motherland is all we wish
to be,
Free from the tyrant King and Queen,
Release your bureaucracy!
The right to govern implodes our minds,
To explode the rebel cry,
Remove your anchors from our ports,
Or surely ye shall die!
These thirteen colonies shall unite,
And form a new regime,
The People shall assume command,
No longer will the King,
These United States shall we be called,
A land of liberty,
Let freedom ring across the land,
The Reign shall cease to be!
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