That Rewritten Sinking Feeling

Destroyed, 
in the pursuit of happniess. 
A giant fall from grace. 
For Democracy. 
  
Thick Black Stinking Tar 
stuck to bloodied hands 
as the ceremonious colors 
bleed out into a pit 
of double-speak and consumption 
...and we suffocate. 
  
Freedom, compliance 
Justice, security. 
The machine keeps turning, and turning, and turr... 
  
  
The vangaurd of ideas 
and a false past 
trampling over the dead. 
Marble faces in the crosswind 
"valiant and stoic". 
  
statues of nothing 
cleaned and polished. 
...An end to history 
an end to us 
  
to be rewritten tommorrow.