Blindfolded by Fear
I fear the break of a nuclear war
The day when love is no more
I fear a country dividing over a residency,
You know the one who holds the presidency
It shall not matter if it was Hilary or Trump
I fear we treat our country like it’s a dump!
You always hear the bad in the news
I start to fear that bad is all people choose
However if we just take a chance to look…
instead of our heads in TV, how about a book?
If we truly open our eyes we will see
the passionate love a person has for our country’s sea.
Love is much of an abounding thing
Most the time you will even see it in a boxing ring
They may build a wall, perhaps create more work
Yet our country will always be led by the Church
The beautiful nature is protected by all
The owls call, animals so small, the ones so tall, horses in stalls, protected by those whom are not scared to fall
While everyone may say “Our Country is Doomed!”
I believe it is all just assumed
Our Country is a beautiful one
One where fear is little to none
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