our nation has left a trail of tears
built on lashed backs and unfounded fears
with blackened lungs from years in mines
and children dying before their time
our pride in tech, as once in rails for trains
has a resounding greed, as its common refrain
the death of many for the good of the few
has remained our nation's common view
our faiths and beliefs despite their difference
shouts its hypocrisy with thunderous persistence
because these ancient thoughts knew something
that we need peace and hope to conquer our numbing
we await as the pride will once fall
Maybe then, there may be peace for all.