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Goddess of America


I am the Goddess of the great country called America I lure my brave men to fight for me with no promise I chain up the people who go against me in war I protect the rights of people who worship me Give me all your money to dress me in lavish things I am the queen of injustice towards people of color Bigotry is one of my best qualities to my people I smite the nation with racism and hatred I collected the lives of people like bullets to a body I help bill sick Americans to pay for sickness I cause I feed off the cries of broke mothers and children I make this nation my dog on a tight leash of great power Land of the imprisoned and home of the wrath makers Their stupidity amuses me The killing of each other fuels my fire I am the Goddess of America The mortals stand no chance against me
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