No comfort for a nation in turmoil 

No condolence, for the cries

Just a half hearted, " stop it "

Are the only replies

 

From an election of ugly

To uglier now it seems

As a counrty of promise

Loses it's hopes and dreams

 

For there are so many 

Who simply do not care

That they have thrown their neighbors

Into chaos and despair

 

Values that once united

Seem no longer to be found

While what hurts and divides

Are erupting and abound

 

Battles long ago fought

Now surface once again

And open up old wounds

That tear the hearts of men

 

So many groups centered

On self for what would be

Giving up the " for all "

To the desire of me, me, me

 

But though saddened by the conflict 

And wearied by the fight

We can not lose our counrty

To hatred, fear and might

 

We must rally within us

What is right and good 

And treat one another again

With love and respect, as we should 

 

So the golden rule of, do unto others

As you would have them, do unto you

Needs again to become 

Our way of life and view