America, behold!
While we were toiling
our country was sold
Lock, stock and barrel
Wheelbarrowed off
piece by piece
By fat cats’ minions
Perhaps even you
or I unknowingly
Too tired from working
two jobs to scrape enough
for food and shelter
To notice ourselves giving
away the birthright
promised by our forebears
Or too busy fighting
on foreign soil to protect
their interests
Because the army was
the only job left
from our savaged economy
Shooting and sacrificing
While they made a killing
and partied into the night
Who knew the truths were lies
Disguised as patriotic fervor
Raised to fevered pitch
But the towers tumbled
Due to greed and power’s
Need to humble others
Now the villain’s been unmasked
No answers for questions asked
Should be believed
We hold the power in minds and votes
Take back what has been hijacked
An open eye is what was lacked
Knowledge and humanity
Will return us our lost land
Arise, dear souls, the time is now
America is Our land.
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