Who I am

Who I am

It makes me new

The past would chain me

Yet I must let go

For only there are few

Who truly see

That religion is a flow

Peace, love, hope

It's God's grace over all his children

No more hate

Please. It's what people use to cope

Peoople aren't perfect--neither am I--of all men

Please give back to God's children to compensate

So God bless America the Free

Who I am

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