Wounds So Deep

When did confusion and chaos become a way of life? I don't remember days such as these. It is understood that there are times of strife. But tension around us, doesn't ease. Watching the events in the course of a day. I can not believe what I see is real. Are we aware of the high price we will pay, Our wounds so deep, they never will heal. Traveling in a direction, we know is wrong. Instead of turning back, we continue on. At the end of the road, we stand, no longer strong. The option to retrace our steps, gone. Ignoring the age old question why. It appears to be more fitting to ask how? All that we have gained, do we deny? Are we to hand over our freedom now? I fear what is ahead, like never before. I had faith in what I knew to be true. Sadly, that is not the case anymore. Fading colors, red, white, and blue.