we aren't there to lie and kill and make promises frosting-covered, half sugar all decaying, teeth rotting, mispronounced words slipping out between the gaps. I'm seventeen and yearning for honesty, is that so difficult, put your heart on your sleeve and pledge allegiance, your children won't be listening. Land of opportunity, land of chance, land of denial, land of betrayal, land of broken hearts bleeding souls land of the Lost. We're a nation of wanderers. Tell us the truth and take our breath away. Capital punishment harbor seals abortion oil rigs stem cells Jesus Christ assassinations. Boss Tweed, you never looked so good. The thousands are crying your name, making acronyms, waving, catch your attention with your own chanted slogan. Congratulations. Why am I this girl who widow-walks and sheds a tear for her lost soldier, you're still smiling, it must not be true. Keep us warm, great Leader. Put the Melting Pot on high and soften Knox to a thousands golden bullets, the NRA will love you, too. A field where a thousand corpses lie, defend your honor, headless souls whisper God Bless America. One Nation, Under God, you're very close, Indivisible, bible-thumper, tell Ashcroft Liberty is just a word, we'll be in touch. With pink slips rain checks deficits food stamps bounced checks and justice for all. No Christmas this year, chocolate Messiah.


ash @ 6:57 PM