Poem: Country 'Tis Of Thee

Country 'Tis Of Thee

Minions led on perceived direction
Blindly giving confused reflection
Oppose what’s real with what’s been shown
A core of values that’s overblown
Science, religion are intertwined
In man-made faith of false divine
Shadowed ventures of endless making
Of nature’s gift a grave partaking
The founding core dismissed as such
Cling to greed with selfish touch
An allied balance since left for naught
A foreign scheme devoid of thought
Friends are lost to suffered fools
Fear and hate their strongest tools
My country 'tis of thee is fading
Truth and justice too fast abating
Land of free and home of brave
Diagnosed as rather grave

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