America the beautiful,
Is what they say.
But what really goes on,
And what happens each day.
The men and women, they work.
Determined.
And destined to succeed.
Working hard,
For a nation in need.
Not a perfect society in fact.
But an American Dream.
Our goal will one day be reached.
And yes, government officials,
They may be impeached.
We have our misfortunate events,
And our continual delays.
Malfunctioning like a robot,
On a rainy day.
All that set aside,
America the Beautiful.
A nation full of pride.
Is what our country is growing to be.
From the history planted by those
Who define The American Dream.
Our soldiers and loved ones,
Fighting in combat,
And struggling to succeed.
They did what they could,
A tough job at that.
A job they fulfilled
To the best of their abilities.
Growing in all aspects of life.
Giving us the fortunate dream.
The dream we are all living.
Reality.
Present-day.
(All because of)
An American Dream.
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