the dream was born with flaws but hope awoke
slavery inequality injustice all were there
now torture's been made sacred at a stroke
the framers were corrupt yet honest folk
they sought to build a system that was fair
the dream was born with flaws but hope awoke
the president's nose is no longer filled with coke
he looks upon the world with a long stare
now torture's been made sacred at a stroke
upon our shoulders we have laid the yoke
the monster at the core is now laid bare
the dream was born with flaws but hope awoke
the fires of hatred faded now we stoke
to terror we have turned out of dumb fear
now torture's been made sacred at a stroke
once we spoke freely now we barely croak
our rulers now for justice do not care
the dream was born with flaws but hope awoke
now torture's been made sacred at a stroke
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