America’s Good as is—Could-be-better,

Could-be-worse,

Not all is lost,

Most educated generation yet,

Hardly bats an eye at progression,

And struggles against oppression.

We’ve got our work cut out in strips,

Perhaps we’ve been dealt a bad hand,

But there’s a confidence that I cannot find in X nor Y,

A fire that burns not in spite, but because of the frustrations,

And we’re ready to pounce,

So give us the tools you’ve been waving,

Let us take the helm,

Because we are the new result,