Window Pain
What do you see when you look at me
Impotent leaders of land once free
Now ashamed and lacking good name
Democracy a hypocrisy not civil insane
Once a beacon now an embarrassment
While Lady Liberty falls further in descent
People are hungry tired and misled
As the rich get richer, the poor unfed
In due time God will surely intervene
Now America is land of a fake king
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