America, I Have Sonething To Say.

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by sarahcremeans

by sarahcremeans

America,
Don't you get tired of this?
Red, white and blue.
Blue in the sky, white in the clouds,
Red, white and blue on our flag.
Police lights of the same colors
My employer has more of the same.
I pass 3 trucks on the way to work
3 trucks because this is America
Emissions are a fucking joke man.
Can you guess their colors?
Today is the fourth
No need to mention it's July
Independence Day
What a fucking lie
Our independence is a fraud
Our debts are to China and others
Can you feel the bullshit?
A presidential debate
Who would want that job?
Are you really so sick and twisted
You honestly think that title earns you a right?
One person can make a difference I suppose
Took one man to start the atom bomb
One man to send us to Vietnam
One man to lead a war machine
Killing millions
Why are all the examples of this so bad?
Is that what you really want me to believe America?
One person
Let's change the phrase
One fucking human to change the world
One person to lead a revolution
One person to give us true freedom
Wait
Wouldn't that be anarchy?
Is this what you're afraid of America?
Do you watch the news?
I know I don't
I don't feel like being more depressed
America, can I bum a light?
Mine seems to be broken
I want my cancer now please
Instant gratification
For the thousands I've spent on a slow death
Taken from Bukowski
"Nothing is ever really easy"
Well isn't that true.
An eagle flying overhead
This makes me sick, America.
Cancel your plans
I want to change the game
I want true independence
When will I truly live a life that is free?
Money spent on books, clothes, cars, food, insurance, healthcare, life.
Is this your idea of free?
I'm a working woman.
I don't have the income for this shit.
Lower your flag please,
It's making me dizzy.
America, not even death is free.
What's wrong with this picture?
Oh, right, I can't paint.
There's plenty wrong with it.
America, do you believe in God?
I know most of you does
But what about the outliers
The ones like me?
I put my faith in a room of drunks
A room of addicts
Proof of science
Or in the stars.
I'm sorry, I'm rambling again
Can you tell I'm a Ginsberg fan?
I take inspiration from only the craziest, most honest, damaged minds.
Can you say the same?
What carries you America?
Where do you draw your hope, your inspiration?
Most of the time I feel alone,
Is this really how you want me to feel?
Your bars are full of people,
Your halls are full of tears,
Your streets are full of death,
Your heart is full of hope.
Have I really become so estranged from my purpose, have I really lost touch?
America, please tell me why I feel this way.
Don't prescribe me a pill.
I want an answer, honesty to go with my web of lies.
America, why do your dealers make the most money?
Not just in the streets, but behind a bottle of liquor, behind the pharmacy counter, designing new drugs to pump into our water.
We have been blind
A sheep's wool as a blanket over our eyes.
We turned our back, or maybe you hid it from us the whole time.
America.
When will we love each other again?