My Country Poem by Donielle Smith
My Country
A test has come our way
We are not exempt
Just looking forward to a seeing a better day
Hard times has fell on us all
We are only hoping
We can stand strong and not fall
Jobs are being lost each day
Bills are getting higher to pay
We now have a tendency to pray
Asking God to make a way
Businesses are crashing down
Our lives are too
I only pray that my country
Could see this through
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