The red tidal flood

so now I await 

this awful fate 

to drown in a flood 

of innocent blood 

to choke on reality 

because it was too much for me 

so now, I wait 

for this awful fate 

of a red tidal flood 

as i hold back a sob 

I hold my head in my hands 

whisper "what has happned to us?

we used to rule these lands, 

raise our voices saying " in God we trust" 

what happened to united we stand?" 

our liberty was thrown in the dust" 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world



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