A Meditation on the State Our Nation

CAN WE EVEN MEND THIS BROKEN LAND?*

I remember, back in the day, when trying to make a life

For one’s  family was easy enough to do

Keep your time card punched in, work 9-5,  an hour for lunch, then

What the heck’s happened to this land?

Our parents’ safety net has fallen down

No way to retire on this joke of a pension,

And everything seems upside down

The body politic is floundering

How did those losers ever win?

So tell me then, my homeless friend, when did your COBRA end?

I can still recall the ease with which I purchased DVD’s

Or any grown-up toy that caught my eye

Our church took up a collection,  just so we could afford to pay attention

WTF happened to the middle class?

The American dream has been outsourced

Why does a car cost more than internal organs?

We were safer on the back of  a horse

How can we mend this broken land?

Get it up and running once again?

I’d like to help out, but right now it’s time for CSI again.

(meant to be sung to the tune How Can You Mend a Broken Heart?)

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