There’s fog in the morning and I can’t find my way
I hear obscured voices leading me astray
I know there’s danger, I can feel it
I hope there’s beauty but I can’t see it
There’s a mournful church bell toll
as our leaders pledge to troll
the opposition
I don’t believe America was ever good.
Line her up with all the slaughtering empires of the past
She stands as tall as any
whether governed by an evil one
or voted by a calloused many
it is the same
And I don’t believe America was ever good.
Walking circles back where we began
There to start the damnable trek again
As day gives way to early night
Our mayhem knives and chaos guns
Can never make us right
Like Babylon, like Herod
We’ll make America great again
but greatness is not good
I don’t believe America was ever good.
Mark 10:18
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