America The Broken

America the Beautiful

That’s what they sing.

stripes red white and blue

that waves in the wind.

America the broken

that’s what I see.

We’ve been left a country

in need of fixing.

The land of the free

and the home of the brave,

has never ending stories

of lifes we must save.

America tried

and we must keep trying.

because each life, it matters

and they just keep dying.

At the hands of our protectors

or so they keep saying.

Who are they protecting?

Those killed or those killing?

America the Beautiful,

I cry out to you.

We cannot yet settle

for bruised black and blue.

We need to rebuild,

to fix what’s been broken.

So that those who come next

have a country before them.