It became the picture
Of American the tragic
The essence of what was
Never supposed to be
A singular vision
Of the unnecessary
The state sponsored
Destruction of dreams
Once this was a land
Of hope and promise
Now it is a dreamless waste
A landscape filled
With jealousy and mendacity
Wherein the greater the effort
The greater the punishment
Striving to build
Achieve or improve
Is a sign of greed
And the seeds of greed
Must be crushed
For the greater good
Of those in power
The guns, tools and powers
Of the state
Must be aimed
At those with vision
No one must rise up
Lest they challenge
Their masters and rulers
America the beautiful?
Home of the free?
Only in death
Can I once again dream