America O'Beautiful - Poem by Paul Walters
O'land of flowing rivers, full of freedom,
Why hast thou shed selflessness, for me'dum!
Why thus, thou leaders hide from thee,
Whilst your future peril, is so plain to see.
America O'Beautiful, America our dearest dream,
Unto nightmares we fear, not what it may seem.
Though many seek to find your demise,
There is no shortage of faithful who arise.
O'Land of honey filled with senseless pride,
Return now we beg thee, no more to hide.
Rise up, RISE UP, thy people who shaped this land,
Led by our Lord and Saviors mighty right Hand!
Spill out O'Thy soul, rich upon thine soil,
Restore your beauty to whence, before the spoil!
Remember our prayer for Whom it may appear,
Fill thine healthy souls with glorious cheer!
Hatred has strayed upon this land to long,
Return Her love which makes Her so strong!
Bind Her, which has made the lonely nights risky,
Protect her by which rights not deluded by whiskey.
Clear O'Thy fields of over flowing hypocrisy,
And dump the hordes that destroy our democracy!
RISE UP, America O'Beautiful from ashes not long ago,
Lead this world again, before His return prophesied so.
Take us to a future of not so distant past,
When evil was destroyed, freedom made to last.
Bind the evil through the hearts of your people,
Return Her love in rich abundance under the steeple.
America O'Beautiful, Land of glorious freedom,
Set loose Thy Eagle, to fly high above thy kingdom!
Topic(s) of this poem: Hope
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