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America's Backbone

America's Backbone

Wiping away tiresome sleep from our eyes,
We awakening before the sun's chance to smile,
Coffee our diligent waking up motivation ,yet backs are throbbing as if it's yesterday's aching  reminder,
Even though we're worn similar to cracked leather.

Eagerly we always thrive, to quit isn't worth satisfaction,
We'd rather physically age before time victoriously, 
Pride the composure, for sacrificing  skin from bone, 
From every drop of sweat and blood given. 

Transferring Our DNA in to this country's soil,
We then grow all together as one nation, 
The blueprints for American's architectural creation, 
Therefore ambition cast it's shadow, and from it's shade,  accomplishments are man-made. 

This land now naturally apart of us as flesh an bone, 
The reason we're headstrong standing tall today,
Taking whatever this world has to offer, 
Paying freedoms price inform of a poised work ethic.

Only it's just business as usual, 
Simply true American grit, 
Paving the golden road for dreamers,
While the pride giving bleeds freedom, and it's humanity within it's bounders keeps USA's heart beating.

Leaving our passion behind to fill the unfilled pages of America's story....

 

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