The Weeping Stars and Stripes

What is happening?
The once glowing beacon
The shining city on the hill
Is growing dim

We used to be great
But what have we become?
We let compromise be our king
Our death sentence

How can this happen?
The things we once upheld
Were truth, but now opinion
Our dirty lense

The slow fade begins
When ethics mean nothing
When morals become subjective
Truth is said false

Founded on the rock
The most firm foundation
We were once a theocracy
We have fallen

We once saw beauty
We once sought true justice
Soon we will see how far we fell
One day too late