Thursday, August 20, 2020

Historical Fiction

How beautiful it is to be
The Earth's eternal greatest nation
The apex of democracy
The pinnacle of exaltation
How grand to be the highest peak
Of all men can or ever will
Beyond all peers, ideal, unique
A shining city on a hill
How wise of to know we are
And ever after shall remain
Freedom's perfect avatar
Beyond this merely mortal plane.
So who would dare this betray
Acknowledging our feet of clay?

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