America, America
Oh Beautiful for the same-sex couples who get married without judgment
Spacious skies that contain no bombs to harm other countries
Waves of grain and fruited plains that feed all of the hungry
Purple mountains that are still standing tall and not being destroyed
America, America
God will shed their grace on thee if that's what you believe
Crowns will do no good for we have equal brotherhood
From sea to unpolluted sea
This poem is about:
My country