I thought

America the great I thought
The home of the brave I thought
The good we shared with the world I thought
Defined who we are I thought
We reek of despair, are we too late for repair I thought
America the great I thought
The integrity is lost I thought
Are we too late for repair I thought

This poem is about: 
My country

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