Something is lost here in this mighty place...
unrecognizable our land from sea to shining sea...
we are a broken body with scars too deep to erase...
we no longer know the meaning of what it is to be free.
We've willingly traded liberty's sweet song...
for what we've been fooled to believe is easy gain...
the devil throws his head back laughing at the throng...
of souls gathered around our country's blood soaked stain.
We send our soldiers to die for our country...
we would claim to support and yearn their return...
yet, what reward do we extend for their tour of duty...
when our homes are lost and lessons go unlearned?
We reach to the one we would blame for our demise...
we would take him and force him to show his face...
and the shock of what we see behind his clever disguise...
sends through us waves of a deep and profound disgrace.
We will be forced to look upon a truth unbearable...
yet bear it and learn from it we must...
in the end, to create our new beginning, we must hold ourselves responsible...
for the guilty party ultimately and always is...us.
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