Sick cells breed thick hells
Demons trapped in arteries stuffed
Overflowing, actually, with bread
Greed’s signature plea in times of saturation
Sinners dine false gods in the White House
Saints chew on the decapitated dust of family
Along the border, blood is not spilled
But honesty and integrity lay slain in battle
Black suits, blue ties, celebrate two percent
When one hundred percent lay in caskets
Chain mail hearts drag like snail mail
And the ears of the prosperous are tuned
To touchdowns, strippers, and IPhones
But do we have eyes when it matters most?
Because we all lose
When a single flower is crushed
Bust down, caravan down, everyone scatter
Across deserts most can hardly name
But find vigor to defend
In the name of freedom
If they take our jobs, should we blame them?
Or should we blame our fat selves
For ever letting there be jobs to take?
Social security seems to be doing well
So there are people who could work
But they can’t, or choose not to
Basically, you’re saying that we’ll demonize
Hard work, values, and courage
And prioritize slothfulness and shame?
God (don’t) bless America