Shattered by the thought of false representation
Unknown corruption forming beneath capitol dome
Senators paying off prostitutes with promises
Protests in the form of a clear mirage
Forty years of growth with nothing learned
Empty words voiced at the State of the Union
Lost within the confusion of democracy
The face of incompetence seen on the screen
A caravan of lies passes through our minds
To stay the course can only end with defeat
Waiting are the hands and voice of the youth
Who will break the capitols walls if not us?
Nations drift away from our scarred shores
Secrets remain hidden by the White House
Wine drips from my lips now in shock
More troops sent to slowly meet death
Waiting are bullets from a thousand eyes
Peace is a memory ripped apart
The present time echoes the march of war
Listen for the changing winds now silent
Laughter is still forgotten by the innocent
Awake we have become from the darkness
Brought to the edge by misdirection
Mirroring the ruin of ancient Rome
The desert holds our fate secure
Escalation has become the only option
Solutions have been thrown to the wolves
Blood screams our young soldiers’ pain
Comfort will come when war is ended
Foreign policy has been consumed by greed
Future unclear and the present a nightmare
Vietnam is a name of great importance
Iraq is slowly becoming its equal
Freedom stands for an illusion of power
Blinded for years no longer an excuse
Morning a crimson shade with the rising tide
These quiet beaches far from the desert
Plans of destruction formed in caves
Walking with despair creeping behind
Face to face with the hatred of many
Billions spent in the blink of an eye
A nations recovery buried far away
Making a change is our sole path
Beginning with our minds now set free
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