America! America!

America!  America!

America!  America!  How I lament thy passing.

Thy freedoms chewed upon by the mongrel hoard.

Sold to the beast whose name is Marx and Lenin.

Cripple by the laze of brothers and sisters who care not for thee.

America!  America!  Thy colors faded.

The blood red of God's wholesome permission

washed pink with disgust and horror.

Thy white; the peace between its people and its God.

Tattered and yellowed with apathy and apostacy.

The blue, so colored for thy people,

basks in its own unbirthed blood.

Your stars grow dim amongst the glitter, the bling.

Your choir's song, unsung.

Your harmonies unheard in celestial ballrooms.

America!  America!

Where will you go?  What will you do?

Who will be your protector now?

Who will be your Savior?  Your friend?