Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Refuge America, I'm Sorry But...

Refuge America, a plantation mindset

Cotton does not grow on trees you know that

Working all the angles even Descartes

Every good philosopher could be twerked

Even the ones who said that it is Human

To consider their Purpose or their Work

America, you stand there shoulders drooped

Teeming without Virtues but Bent on War

the Instinct it arouses in your Brow

The Panoplies of motives, OMG,

If you weren't a Country you'd be a Lab

Destroying itself to prove a Falsehood

I am not like those other Poets

Who sing as Apologetic Prophets

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