Broken-Hearted by Marianne Vernacchia

My heart breaks for my country

I recognize no longer

Land of the free

Promised, not perfect

Land of the brave

United and strong

My heart breaks for my country

I cannot look

Man’s deepest fear

Dug up, exploited

Loathing of the self

Twisted and vengeful

My heart breaks for my country

I can hardly bear

Delusions of grandeur

Self-feeding, metastasizing

Soothing of the fearful

Feeding the weak

My heart breaks for my country

I weep for her

Survival of the fittest

Us, Them

Depraved of humanity

Stripped to base

My heart breaks for my country

Lost in darkness