Too America

Too many women with fewer choices Too many kids dodging bullets in fear Too many in danger for just being ***** So many attempts to silence our voices Too many immigrant lives at stake Too many survivors shocked and dismayed With abuse and intolerance so pompously displayed, All the oppression keeps me awake I see too many cold and hateful hearts Compassion eroded by fear and hostility I see too much violence rain down with no remedy Violence we support, violence we ignore, and the violence we start Force fed endless lies and empty vows Banned books, stolen rights; all while poverty’s on the rise Watching history repeat right before of our eyes A path is paved for tyranny and the complicit wonder how Too many dreams left destroyed Too many drowning in a hopeless sorrow Figuring out how to get through tomorrow And trying our best not to fall to the void Too much strife Too much pain The American refrain What a perilous fight O beautiful, land of the free Only free for a privileged few With so many in shackles, put there by you, Would God shed his grace on thee? To America I say, I hope you’re happy my friend This is exactly what you wanted And while the rest of us are degraded and hunted Will you say America is finally great again?