Sunday, September 23, 2012

America the Beautiful

Our, fight-to-life society, America.
I love you, but you have taken
the tired, poor, huddled masses,
as a whore; and we are starving from your selflessness.

With little hope we throw our money to your institution, pray to politics,
the new religion, monotonized dream of fat and lazy millionaires.
For my existence, I will get a degree in ass-kissing, and end up alright.

-W.C. Smith

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