“An Angry Storm Approaches”

 

There’s a storm a-brewin’, upon a distant shore,

Slowly headin’ our way, and knockin’ at our door,

There’s a wind a-blowin’, the stench is in the air,

And don’t think it can’t happen, because we’re almost there…

 

A seeping hatred overseas, has festered for so long,

No matter what we’ve tried to do, all they see is wrong,

We’ve given the world our treasure; too often shed our blood,

And this is how they thank us, by dragging us through mud…

 

They gave Obama a Nobel Prize, for sayin’ we’ve been wrong,

While all this time he weakened us, and planned this all along;

“A house divided cannot stand”, and so it soon shall fall

And if we fail to stop the tide, we soon will lose it all

 

So listen brothers and sisters, too, it’s time to raise your voices,

And scream a clarion call to all, to make the toughest choices,

America is slipping from our grasp, we’re losing it, somehow,

An angry storm is headed here, unless we stop it now…

 

-Drew Nickell, 22 March 2014

 

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