America’s abandoned dream
makes me turn inward, cry
with the wealthy running the show
who cares if we let the poor die?
Marvelous, this dream of ours;
We once threw tea off the boat.
Now we’ve come to an impasse
where ignorance is recited rote.
How can we bridge this schism of pain?
How can we rise from disgrace?
Praise knowledge and art, and tend the light
through the long winter night we face.
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