She's Crying 2

My country's tears are falling like rain. She is hurting, and great is her pain. Deep in the portals of her heart, Desperately, she is crying. She is going BLIND And has listened to lying. She is losing her ability to HEAR, And is filled with fear. She has lost so much, Even her sense of TOUCH. Her halls of academia and governance Are becoming meaningless and senseless. Her TASTE buds for exceptionalism are dying. Her FRAGRANCE of inspiration is fading, And her influence is slowly waning. Yes, she is crying, But too few even care And from afar, they stare. Millions have eaten at her table, But presently, too few adorn her label. Please, do my country the greatest favor today. Hold her, squeeze her tight, and cease not to pray. 050123PSCtest. Brian Strand. A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE no 1213