Oh Beautiful
Oh… Beautiful
O beautiful for spacious skies,
Oh what lies they are…
For amber waves of grain:
The government is insane.
For purple mountains majestic
Above the fruit plain!
Why is no one sane?
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown they good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
But they couldn’t let the Native Americans be…
We are not all true Americans, we come from immigrants.
O beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating strife,
They say they don’t, but the government
Controls our life.
America, America…
Where is they liberty in law???
Copyright © Lisa Pearlman-Mason | Year Posted 2022
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