Where is your soul, amidst scorched & browning waves of grain?
Where is your heart, beneath the toxic haze over the mountains majestic?
Where are your hands, idle & misdirected, outsourced to oblivion?
Where are your mighty creations, your epic tales, your tall & proud symbols of freedom & love?
Where is your shame at a dream cast aside & a promise torn asunder?
Where, America?
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