My Strength
As I sit in a world, full of anger and hate
I can’t help but question, what makes America so “great”?
Is it our loud mouths, out of control?
Or is it or school system? I’m sure someone would know
Banning guns won’t kill violence
Although many would believe it makes sense
No, pure fear wouldn’t do us any good
Informing others lets us think it always could
We need God back in our lives
Maybe then we will stop using our words as knives
God is the reason I am here today
And because of His goodness, I can say
I can do all things through Christ
He is my strength, my friend, my life
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