The Day America Died

The Day America Died

This is the day America has died,

it is a day for mourning; a time to hide.

For the children's are crying,

for their love ones who's dying.

This is the day,

our freedom's stripped away.

We forgotten, 'One nation under God'?

Yet it was Him who we outlawed.

This is truly a sad day;

I must say,

'God save America again.'

We forgotten the message written with iron pen;

'that all men are created equal'

now we are all sinful.

This is the day America has died;

to the people, the President's lied.

The children's are hungry,

even the blind can see

how our great nation has fallen,

and how our freedom is stolen.

What about, 'We the people'

I guess we lost our soul.

We should be united,

but instead we're divided.

What about our flag under fire;

the red, white, and blue we once admired?

What was once 'the Land of the Free'

now becomes 'the Land of the Greed.'

There's just so much that I wish I could say,

but it seems that America has died this very day.

We lost our courage to fight,

bowed down in shame, we've lost our sight.

We've became the puppet that we are;

controlled from a distance, great and far.

Afraid to speak, for Death may follow;

subsequently afraid what lurks in the shadow.

Afraid to lend a helping hand,

to help the fallen proudly stand.

We forgotten the meaning behind this once great nation;

cowering in fear, we refuse salvation.

We curse the true Americans, the ones who's dying,

fighting through bloodshed; their families are crying.

We've let putrid lyrics taint our youth,

leaving this country with forgotten truth.

We've become weak; no more are we strong,

This ain't the America where I belong.

-A.M. Snow