America The Ineffectual

I used Suno to create a song for what was originally a poem, but then I changed it to read more like lyrics. Lemme know what you think! 

The cost is too high—
blood shed, food.
Everyone is dying,
you never understood.
It's all a distraction
flaming the fires of chaos 
to breed destruction—
manufactured outrage.

The broligarchy wants control.
The corporations want control.
Your capitalistic appetite is enormous.
Never sated,
THAT'S ITS GOAL.

Whole generations wiped out.
They say we have blood
on our hands,
in our hearts—
but it is also on our land
and we are drowning in it.
And we are drowning, 
drowning,
drowning in it.

A greedy beast 
that devours life like a feast...
society,
happiness,
The Dream.

They want to rewrite 
our collective memory—
a revisionist history 
forging the “enemy within.”

What can be done,
America, the ineffectual?
They have the bible 
on their side.
Is there no resolution?

They collude with their god, 
sanctioned by the government.
Willing participants
in the ethnic cleansing covenant—
an American tradition.

Whole generations wiped out.
They say we have blood
on our hands,
in our hearts—
but it is also on our land
and we are drowning in it.
And we are drowning,
drowning,
drowning in it.

OH drowning in it...
drowning in it,
drowning in it.

There is blood on our hands.
In our hearts.
On our land.
And we are...
and we are
drowning in it.

Artist unknown.