Poor America
America, you are poor
You are poor in righteousness and culture
Your people are mindless zombies
Brainwashed by corrupt policies
You spend all your riches on killing other people
All in the name of helping
You tell your zombies that it is for their freedom,
But in truth, it is for your own personal gain
There is no unity in your land, just hostility and pain
Your encourage ignorance and lawlessness,
You bully those around you for your pleasure
You value certain lives over others but claim
That you serve justice for all
Explain yourself America
What makes you so great?
Wretched and evil land, what makes you so good?
You are poor America, may God save you America