49th state, 2nd to last.
I call you home, the origin of my home.
27th state, my 9th year.
1998 the month of May.
The Caribbean joined in the anchoring of me.
I was born free.
Laughing and smiling, blessed as can be.
There was no war for me.
YET.
The pain heals by seeking the truth.
How did they poison our brains and why have we been led astray?
Opening my eyes has left me in dismay.
I too was fooled like a lot of the world.
The liars are among us boys and girls.
I'm no holier than them I too spread lies, that gratified my insides.
The inside of my ego, and made it wide.
The words are written for you and me.
In 3 holy books that was the regime.
There's only the word, no matter how we feel.
Protect your hearts, it is your shield.
I am no one and that is why I am here.
Nothing to gain, nothing to maintain.
Educate yourselves in all subjects, and put your faith in God.
The land, the nation under God.
I've walked you for 25 years now and I appreciate your glory.
The opportunities are infinite because you nation, you believe in me.
Grateful for being born and raised in the USA, because nowhere else does it the same.
Even being late to the celebration I can still grow, God Bless America.
It is so, It is so.