From safer shores we watch the torch’s flame America, your grace was ever fraught. Founded on blood and genocide and greed. America, we’ve tried to shape this plot Toward equity, and love’s fulfilling need. From shores of ice and fire we gaze dismayed As justice once again marches away. Chased down by jackboot men, so pale of face Believing they’re a hunted, master race. America, the clock is ticking down. The cracks in the foundation can’t be shored. America, the God