My mother's been looking into getting the driveway waterproofed, to prevent a repeat of last year's floods. She found some advertisements. Then she asked my father to make the calls...
"A woman, with a foreign accent, in these times..."
She didn't say any more. She didn't have to.
Is there enough left of the true America to salvage, to reclaim from this monster that wears its colors and commits such horrors in its name?
What has become of the country I was once proud to call my own?
"A woman, with a foreign accent, in these times..."
She didn't say any more. She didn't have to.
Is there enough left of the true America to salvage, to reclaim from this monster that wears its colors and commits such horrors in its name?
What has become of the country I was once proud to call my own?