Nothing has changed!      I see fountains of blood   Devastation birthed of greed   Billowing sails beget a cycle of genocide   The soil is cursed, the souls suffer plague   A grim reminder of an earlier age   At what price do we acquire?      At what price do we acquire?      I see bodies swinging in the wind   Faces bloated and bruised   Burning crosses brand terror into   The heart of a race, the soul of a nation   A grim attempt at annihilation   So in slavery did we acquire      Rotten! Our souls are rotten at the core   We provoke ugliness to emerge from beauty   Everything that we touch becomes filthy   Soiled!   Soiled!      I see barbed wire encircling   The forms of a disenfranchised population   Who based on their country of origin   Are held captive as traitors   Are taught humiliation   So in internment did we trust no one      Rotten! Our souls are rotten at the core   We provoke ugliness to emerge from beauty   Everything that we touch becomes filthy   Soiled!   Soiled!      I see the impoverished native on the concentration camp we call a reservation   I see the innocent Arab removed from his family on false accusations   I see the man on death row, framed for speaking out   I see the welfare mother plucked from her children to slave for minimum wage   I see the perpetuation of evil and nothing has changed   Nothing has changed!   Nothing has changed!