I see tears descend from the eyes of liberty. I see the anguish within her heart. I see the dissident leaders joined in confusion. I see us tearing our world apart. I see the homeless so cold and holding cardboard signs. I see small businesses closing their doors. I see another failing bank go under. I see world scholars; they’re pacing the floors. Do you see the chaos I see? Do you see it clearly? Do you see it the way that I see? I see the starving children crying out. I see our elders dwindle and fade. I see how we wreak havoc upon ourselves. I see the mess that we have made. Do you see the chaos I see? Do you see it clearly? Do you see it the way that I see?
