It is hard work to hike across ground that is parched
As it is to skip unnoticed over the law
Of the land overheated by social unrest.
Is this why we consider our nation the best?
Some world leaders are best at exploiting our flaw
As they curse the land where freedom fighters had marched.
Leaders transacting business for personal gain
Undermine the legality built to withstand
Infiltration by powers who want to grab hold
Of our treasured democracy and make it fold
To the wrath of dictatorship over this land.
Are we destined to suffer and endure the pain?
Our Delays And Delusions are hell to behold.
Even in celebration it’s hard to forget
What is felt. The solution is not far away.
Can we have enough faith in our election day?
The last time, We The People were filled with regret
For the ones who are paid to do as they are told.
From point A to point B is a treacherous course
Notwithstanding support from where it can be found.
Do I make it my business to know what is right?
I am left with poor vision amid this dark night
Of the soul of the nation. Do I stand my ground
Or do nothing? The latter would welcome remorse.