IN THE GARDEN OF SMOKE
Our land,Our Country is broke
Satan's dandruff is falling from the sky
Run,run,run for cover
Building are disintegrating,disappearing
The devil has snuck in the back door
Disguised as one of our own eyes
The land of milk, honey is no more
A black mark has covered our nation,
Our freedom is out on a ledge
But we will keep our pledge
Because the devil has done the unthinkable,
He has awaken a sleeping Giant,
There is nowhere to go
Nowhere to hide
Behind the ebony smoke
That will forever choke our nation
But you cannot put out our courage
Because united together our spirit is one human torch,
Once again a champion will rise to the occasion.
by EARL HALL
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