Wake up
I’m talking to you
Sitting all alone
Cold chill to the bone
It’s abrupt
Changes all around
Corrupt powers fall
Call to arms
Words not bombs
Choose to wake or sleep
Deep in a trance
A zombie dance
An American ideal
Dream sold at a young age
Plague dealt on an early page
Fear turns to rage
Anger to forgiveness
Digest my ignorance
Test my vigilance