Ode to America

Are there any flowers in your garden, have you planted any seeds

Is there a crop for us to harvest, have you flowers there to see

God bless America, land of the confused

God Bless every one of us, Young, Old, the Abused

God does not pick or choose, that’s decided by what we do

Will you put a smile on your face now, can you wipe away the tears?

Is there any kindness in your words now, can you stand up to your fears?

God bless America, Home of the Naive

God Bless every one of us, rich, poor, all in need

God does not pick or choose, that’s decided by what we do

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Are you ever worried or troubled, by the things you say and do

Can we find forgiveness in our hearts now, is there room for me and you

God bless America, refuge for the lost

God Bless every one of us, searching, found, star-crossed

God will not pick or choose, that’s decided by what we do, what we do

God where’s America, This Hallowed Ground