America – I Remember

Should I shed a crocodile tear
or maybe guffaw and laugh
America is not even here
It’s not even half

Time has not made the difference
It’s treason backed by evil
It’s a violent criminal offense
It’s something that we should kill.

I remember when I was just a kid
Fear was never on my mind
Whatever I wanted I did
And people seemed to be kind

Now wicked people pursue greed
Taking what they can extorting the rest
Pleas for mercy and trust they do not heed
Their behavior and attitude don’t pass the test.

Nobody’s property is considered secure
Looking over the shoulder constantly as protection
In order to be so absolutely sure
That your life and property are not done

Wicked people use the government
As a tool to murder and steal
If judgment it’s heaven sent
But you can’t call it a good deal.

The answer is clear but unwanted
The results have great potential
We should be undaunted
The end is the eventual.

Jesus shows the way, truth and life
You can follow or block the way
To follow you end the strife
To block you end the day!

Original poem by,

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