America, O America
Your land was once mighty
But as I see and watch
You have become quite lazy
Thus the American Nightmare
Is sugarcoated and shined
And money is your share
Of your security in lies
America, my America
A place of hopes and dreams
But dreams become corrupt
Now your mind bursts at the seams
And the American Nightmare
Is entering in our faith
And now I've heard my share
Of each and every greedy fake
America, why America
Do you make yourself a whore
To what leaves you empty
And forever craving more
But the American Nightmare
Affects my life just as much
As any living here
Longing for some money to clutch
America, sweet America
I am not at all perfect
Your corrupted ways have
Also led me to fall in it
But this American Nightmare
I say; will fall like everything
And then; all will declare
All glory belongs to the King
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The Ragamuffin Path
PoetryElijah Rowan Killinger has bipolar disorder. Along with the severe moodswings she has been addicted to pornography and is struggling with binge-eating disorder. She is a recovering cutter and finds it difficult to believe that she can be forgiven fo...
