How can I not cry?
How can I not cry Seeing my country die? The once flowering roses corrupt. The once shining sun disrupts. How can I not cry Seeing my country die? The worker robbed of wages. The immigrants thrown in cages. How can I not cry Seeing my country die? Bread taken from hungry mouths To feed gluttons and no longer towns. How can I not cry Seeing my country die? Once a beacon to all humanity Now beating its people savagely.
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