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The City of Our God

The City of Our God

The MAGA vision is draped in red, white and blue

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Bob Metivier
Aug 23, 2022
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The  
City
Of
Our God
Is not draped
In red, 
White and blue; 
Bursting through clouds
Of glory
For just the few.
The rich, the haughty
Entitled ones, 
Those who cry loudly:
“Make America Great!” 
Calling the others
Someone, some thing to hate.
See it now surely begins
This sad Apocalypse;
They are “they” and we are “we”
D…

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