America The Beautiful
by Lisa M Johnson
Tuesday, October 08, 2002
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Morbid thoughts and endless pain, suicide, homicide in acid rain. Chemical warfare, touturing screams, held inside prophetic dreams. Mass destruction, murder and killing, sound asleep while blood is spilling. Talking about our 'freedom' on the news every night, say I have my freedom while desecrating my rights. Selfish bastards, a merciless god, with billions of people wearing facades. Uncaring masses polluting our skies, hate within misery inside every eye. Praying for peace while loading your gun; while children learn to go to war 'cause war is so much fun. Now that you've opened your eyes - tell me you love your race, with mislead tainted corruption - tell me you love this place... |
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| Reviewed by Jordan |
12/16/2002 |
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| A very emotionally and spiritually powerful piece of writing. 'America the Beautiful' inspires the soul and provides retorical questions of our nation's future. |
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| Reviewed by Alexander Shaumyan (Reader) |
10/8/2002 |
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| Excellent. I love your sarcasm, though some folks may not get it. I'm going to read more of your stuff. |
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| Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) |
10/8/2002 |
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praying for the peace while loading your gun"
poerful sentence... powerful write.. excellent. |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
10/8/2002 |
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| what a powerful piece, lisa!! those who say they support our country when they feel otherwise SHOULD BE DEPORTED IMMEDIATELY; we DON'T NEED THEIR KIND!!! GET THEM OUTTA HERE!!!!!! |
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