Two By Two America Freedom
The Big Apple awaits the arrival of hosts.
Some seeking more than their country boasts.
Arriving alone, maybe two or three,
oh, Lord bless the land of the free.
Raise her above the common prattle
of those who treat people as chattel.
Eager to enjoy the fruits of liberty,
oh, Lord bless the land of the free.
Immersed into the grand scheme of things,
Americans now, with rights as beings,
exercising freely their right to disagree.
Oh, Lord bless the land of the free.
Leaving many places of discontent,
some may not understand rightful dissent.
They study our ways, our land’s history.
Oh, Lord bless the land of the free.
Their children now born on native soil,
educated and ready for their life of toil.
Old hats now, Americans they be.
Oh, Lord bless the land of the free
© Jun 2011 For Dane Ann’s contest
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