I used to love this great land.
Until socialist politicians took a stand.
I work hard and pay my insurance fees,
The government is blind and no longer sees.
Wait and see you will be on a waiting list;
You can scream and pound your fist.
Your pleas will fall upon deaf ears;
Cold hands grip your inner fears.
Can't believe what this nation has become,
Where has all this negativity come from?
From sea to shining sea,
Used to mean so much to me.
Guess I have to learn to just throw
My hands up in the air.
Is there anyone out there,
that can really care?
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