Has America’s spirit strayed off the trail?
Have we found what’s in every canyon
Or have we failed?
Will we let the bad guys win and try no more?
See Lady Liberty as something
To just deplore?
Have we seen the elephant grow soft and weak
As the donkey only sits and brays,
But does not speak
Or see the wild anger in our horse’s eyes
As they promise us those gold cities
And tell more lies.
America has strayed too far off the trail—
We wait a great judgment from the West
Cloaked in black veil.