Great?

Oh, 

America!

How your sweetness reigns over the seas!

Oh,

America! 

You've shed your good graces on me!

But:

Oh, 

America.

The impoverished are slipping.

And:

Oh,

America.

Race relations are tripping

down such an uneasy slope.

But:

Oh, 

America.

Do not lose Hope!

For she has never lead you astray!

For she has always prevailed, in both the good times and bad!

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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