Dirty Little Windows

Frozen looking in, fragile looking out

Devouring a nation's history with dirty, pensive doubt

From my window I see purple, a hue from red and blue

Mixed into a cess pool that only drowns the fool

The glass is thin, everybody agrees

An old fashioned washing will change the ugly that we see

A grey day awaits, and no matter which side you're on

We all must use this window to see a cleaner dawn

We got to clean the mess, we got to clean the muck

A shinier view for all will lift this nation up

How did we let this happen, rage and apathy

How did we go from spic and span to world wide sympathy

No one knows this nation better than those who've strived

To open up the window, and stop the great divide

Unity, like old glass panes, has cracked and even shattered

Can we fix this damaged window, will our foresight matter

Beauty in the sunlight, mixing red and blue

Surround us in purple, we need clarity from a brand new hue

Dirty windows, didn't bring us luck, are we ready to return the gleam

Amidst the present muck? ~