Poetry

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My Country
(‘tis of thee)


My Country…My Country…It is of you we used to sing
My Country…For you my heart is truly breaking
For this great freedom our fathers died
For this great land…We once were filled with pride
These four freedoms we have now cast aside

From every mountain side…Freedom of religion rang
To worship “One God”…Not just any god we made
A religion set apart from government’s rule
Now our government has made religion its political fool

In a land once free to speak and the opportunity to be heard
Freedom now means discouraging God’s spoken Word
We once prayed all God’s children would be “free at last”
The cause of freedom was the gift of God to cast

Our freedom of want…I believe has led to our demise
True liberty and freedom…She stands alone now and cries
True freedom means the absence of constraint and cruelty
Progressing from ignorance to truth…From slavery to liberty

Once we watched with gladness and we did so without fear
The press was free…We could trust what their ears would hear
Habeas Corpus was for every man whether he be rich or poor
They guided our steps through times of peace and times of war

My Country…Our Father’s God was our God to thee
We knew Him to be the only author of true liberty
To thee we used to sing gladly and proudly every morning
In a land once bright…We now sing it only in mourning

Freedom was a “Holy Light”…Protected by God’s own might
We used to sing to our God and King…Our light has now become night

My Country…May you become the servant of righteousness again
My Country…May you again be free from your pride and sin
Have Thine own way…Lord
Have Thine own way

My Country…You must turn from your wicked ways
You have strayed far from this historical phrase
My Lord…Have Thine own way I pray
Restore us Your freedom our fathers once praised

Vasquez Savage

vasquezsavage.com

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