They're afraid of the signs, though the road is lined with them it seems they've been overlooked this time
Are they blind, or is it intent to drown out the screaming voices and to muffle the discontent
Its too late. We all were warned but couldn't wait
Red letter deal to seal our fate
A crowd that doubts what made it great
A broken state
Lessons learned discerned by plights, though self inflicted, shed some light on those we held in high regard now barred from trying to make it right
A wake up call we rise and fall then blame each other in hindsight
The winner named before the fight
Are they right?