Raised in a Country of Division

I wake up one day and hear birds chirping outside.

I think in my mind what a day to be alive.

As I start my day in the lovely USA, I walk out of my front door ready to face the day and not bore.

But, something surrounding me feels bitter and hungry for more.

I shrug it off and figure it's nothing, this cool wind breeze is blowing on me makes me feel so alive.

Man, this makes me wonder if we are truly the home of the brave and free.

But then I step back into reality and see that there is murder around every corner in more than just a third degree.

As I walk through the busy crowded streets all I see is the corrupt media, while the corporate bankers gettin' greedier.

Makes me think, are we doing what we love or what were told. Just so we can hold a paycheck at the end of the week and not have to worry about sleeping in the middle of the street.