Divided We Stand

Yeah…

Land of the free, huh? Funny how that feel’s just words now.

They said “United we stand,” but all I see is “Divided we kneel down.”

This for every voice they tried to drown out.

I see flags burnin’, cities turnin’, freedom on fire,

People point fingers while the truth retire.

News networks twistin’ scripts for their buyer,

Sellin’ fear in doses, raise the stakes higher.

You speak your mind, they silence your tone,

Say “think for yourself” then take your phone.

Social feeds judge you, cancel your clone,

Algorithm built to keep the mob stone-thrown.

We the people? Man, that line’s a ghost,

Everybody fightin’ for the lie they post.

Power drunk leaders just clingin’ to toast,

While the poor get crumbs and call it hope.

Divided we stand, broken we fall,

Freedom got a price and they tax it all.

Voices in the dark still fight that call,

United? Nah… we ain’t that at all.

Divided we stand, every heart in pain,

Every truth they bury leaves another chain.

They say peace, but they profit off the flame,

Now justice got blood runnin’ through its veins.

Red or blue, left or right—same chains, same fight,

They keep us blind with political spite.

Call it democracy, feels more like spite,

Each vote feels heavy, but the outcome’s light.

We scream “freedom” but forget the cost,

Every right we had slowly gettin’ lost.

Voices banned, ideas tossed,

Truth’s a coin flip and the riggin’s glossed.

Kids scrollin’, think hate’s the norm,

Echo chambers keep the storm warm.

No debate, just digital swarm,

Minds molded before they even form.

They say “land of the brave,”

But the brave get chained when they misbehave.

They censor art, twist the wave,

Then preach peace while diggin’ graves.

Divided we stand, broken we fall,

Freedom got a price and they tax it all.

Voices in the dark still fight that call,

United? Nah… we ain’t that at all.

Divided we stand, every heart in pain,

Every truth they bury leaves another chain.

They say peace, but they profit off the flame,

Now justice got blood runnin’ through its veins.

I ain’t left, I ain’t right,

I’m the voice that speaks in the sleepless night.

You want change? Then light that light,

’Cause talk ain’t freedom—action might.

So here’s my prayer to this fractured land,

We need truth, not a brand.

One voice, one people, one stand—

But ‘til that day comes…

We stay divided by our own hand.