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BlankGod, Please Don't Bless America
Peace and the Atomic Bomb
by Claire Mayo

I can't ask God to Bless America because we're the ones that bombed those l=
overs kissing their last sweet kiss and then laying, "like fried eels," as =
one woman remembers, after the bomb destroyed their future.

Things that we think are so right, like I used to think about America, some=
times turn out to be so wrong. I learned the Pledge of Allegiance for Mrs. =
Nold in first grade and that seemed right. But I don't think I would say, "=