A Godless America
We live in a Godless America,
Home of the greed..
Where student debt is at an all time high
and nothing is important as your political party and your
worth is based on your degree.
A Godless America,
where every headine is a tragedy..
another student opened fire, another hate crime conspired
another mothers grief echo's through another community.
Where does it end?
Will it ever get better?
or will that line drawn in the sand just get deeper and deeper.
A Godless America...
home of the homeless veteran,
another hero who served and came home to nothing.
No benefits, no help, no healthcare..
nothing but PTSD and the night terrors.
Its tragic.
All this hate and pain engrained in our society.
We need help, we need more...
We need to heal.
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