No wonderful amber waves of grain
reside under all those polluted skies...
As I sit and wonder
A sense of distant thunder...
Stand up,
Be proud...
She stands on top of the world
her powerful armies strong and fueled...
America is not wonderful
but it is what I'm stuck with...
One September morning,
Our nation was torn...
Another lie told, another heart broken,
Another one dies, words left unspoken...
Its seems not long ago
Since the twins fell...
Its seems not long ago
Since the twins fell...
We aide the rich,
yet not the poor...
Captain America
By Mark Spencer...
Mud of blood and earth
Beneath these feet...