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  • Writer's pictureEdward Riederich

America the Lighthouse

In the black of night Stood a beacon of hope A lifeline, a saving rope Shone forth a bright light

Now that light grows dim Losing its former glory Is this now the end of the story? The future looks so grim

Darkness veils the rocks The world now sees a faint light As each evil man mocks

Liberty from our land walks We must fervently pray in our fight As God at the lighthouse door knocks

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