Betrayed by hope

I believed we were righteous

It was why I had to run

We would all come together

Each and every one


We made progress, love, and peace

They said I was the man

What we had was beautiful

Yes, we can


But now its all come out

The hate, the lies - all flippant

The garden now divided

No, we didn't





This poem is about: 
My country


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