How beautiful these spacious skies
In spite of all we’ve done
From purple mountains, Nature cries
Where creatures used to run
America is losing ground
Too shackled by our fears
What greener grass is ever found
If watered by our tears
We’ve yielded much to lunatics
The selfish and insane
Dividing through our politics
Our amber waves of grain
We’ve lost the sense of brotherhood
Between both you and me
Now mischief reigns instead of good
From sea to shining sea
So God above, be patient still
Please shed Your grace on man
We’ve swallowed now this bitter pill
We need a better plan
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) for about 7 years and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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AMEN!!! Praying for America.