America the Beautiful?

The cries of the many enshroud the few,

The needs of the few are not being told.

The words being spoken are never true,

And the wants of a group can’t break the mould.

We all want reform, but no one will budge,

We all want a change, but somehow can’t move.

We’re a system of hate, a group with a grudge,

The wheels of our nation are stuck in a groove.

But push even further, oh yes we will try,

For we are a country who will not be beat.

We are loud we are proud, and we aren’t scared to pry,

We’ll show you what’s wrong, and then take a seat.

But don’t take my word, just open your eyes

To the land of the slaves and the nation of lies.