Contemplate what’s set forth,
Hearts beat for passion,
But veins bleed for money.
cutting the throat of innocence to get the good ole American green.
That diseased paper: the American dream.
Eyes see the beauty,
But ears hear dollar signs
Despite the screaming men, women, and children starving for their lives..
As a whole, we are the land of the free
Taking our Hippocratic Oath collectively,
Diagnosing plastic surgery as the cure for the ugly (Where’s our individuality gone?)

Relax.
Breathe it all in,
Smell the sun melting away your skin,
We are the land of opportunity
Home of the free
Touching the lives of foreigners
With machine guns and democracy
God Bless America ,
Our home, sinful home,
God Bless America
We deserve to taste the toxicity of our own medicine.