A new dawn breaks on the horizon, 2025, with hope still risin'. The red, the blue, the stars that gleam, A nation caught in a waking dream. You and I, together we stand, In a time that tests this broken land. The red, the blue, and all the hues, Mixing, clashing in shades of views. Trump, a figure bold and grand, With promises built upon this sand, A new day calls, a future drawn, On the cusp of a brand new dawn. The red, the blue, the stripes and stars, Paint a picture of who we are. We rise and fall, we try and fight, In the glow of the morning light. 2025, a chapter new, What we build, and what we rue. But through the storm, we still shall see, The red, the blue, and liberty.