The American Bleakness
When I ponder about life's existence,
I have patience rather than vanity
In the American experience-
USA, with gloat, loses sanity;
Grasping this entire world of disorder,
It is obscured by God the Almighty.
The end of times will see so much order
After the Messiah descends in white.
Humanity, once refined, now corrupt.
True believers will be safe from His wrath.
Evil leads people to become bankrupt.
Mundane? Different? Time to choose a path.
Satan puts citizens in repression,
Leading the sheeple into transgression.
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