the world around me

The world around me
it was once full of promise
was once full of dreams
only greed
corruption
decay.
What do you do?
One person.
Our cities could be great,
they could be beautiful,
they could be safe.
People could be happy,
people can be happy,
people can be healthy,
one day.
A nation built on freedoms,
slowly turning itself out,
selling itself out,
killing itself out.
How do we bring back the days,
when i can hope future children will say,
"I'm proud to be an American?",
and not,
"what does it even mean to be American?"
One day this country will meet a fork,
it will have to decide,
travel the path of the Romans,
and die,
or travel the path of change,
and leave the old USA behind.