Running toward disaster

Things keep changing-
never stop rearranging.
As I sit and ponder,
I can't help but wonder

how little progress we've made
as our history begins to fade.
Important lessons we've forgotten
that we'll have to learn again.

I do not like what I see.
How is this what we've come to be?
There are wars in every place.
What a long fall from grace.

What of peace and understanding?
Now, a police state commanding.
I thought we stood for freedom.
Now, what we fought we have become.

Where's the line between wrong and right
when we all fight the same fight?
There's so little difference
it doesn't even make sense.

When it comes to you and me,
we're both allowed to simply be.
Why can't the world be the same?
This isn't just some silly game.

There's a price that must be paid.
Are we willing to face that blade
when it's our blood they're asking for?
They'll always keep wanting more.

We'll be forced to give them everything.
In the end, we'll be left with absolutely nothing.
No longer a land of the free-
that's no future for me.