off track betting on madness...

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Ginsberg howled for all of us

america, will you ever free yourself from corporate demands

america, all your killing machines wait for your commands

america, all the great cities of the world know your hands are in the pies

america, how easily you make bastards by turning blind eyes

america, are you going to insure absolution for the banks completely

america, when will mom and pop main street be important again

america, why is it alright for you to decide who lives and who dies

america, you televise lies to wear thin every resolve against you

america, at what cost is your need to win

america, do you know souls starve too

america, tell us what are we to do

maybe we should take up arms and cause for insurrection

maybe we smile and wave

maybe we serenade ourselves

maybe we single out lust and steal inside mirrors

maybe we titillate ourselves with self fulfilling lies

america, appearances are the only things you would have us believe

america, are your laws written just to deceive

america, you were once a beautiful place

america, even your god thinks you've lost grace

america, we might choose internment camps

as much as we would what propaganda to dance to

america, what color flag do you want raised

america, I am only another poet who has lost his mind

america, I am in a bind because children die for profit and portrayal

america, your bombs and bullets are not meant to be their god

america, we are here, in diminishing returns

america, we spend too much time, as prisoners, wishing and dreaming

america, we kill children here too

america, isn't our god the same avenging father all the bibles know

america, will you always be on guard to spend lives

america, are the dollars you earn, the only righteous ones

america, why are the fences just for us

america, you don't give a fuck

america, will you ever know what love means

america, can you tell me in few simple words, what love is

america, can you show me that you still know how to give

america, your slave roots cannot be washed away

america, your colored commentary is a rant, an opaque rambling

america, you are a blitzkrieg of material deception

america, you are neon soldier marketplaces

america, you are shaves and haircuts

america, you are pussy alerts and cocks out

america, you are hard wired technology

america, you are connectivity to the memory of shackles

america, Tesla was right, he said give the power away for free

america, minds and souls would ascend elegantly, our bodies to follow

america, you chose J.P. Morgan instead

america, salvation is a lost art here

america, I fear what I have become on your breast

america, you need not waste a bullet on me

america, I am past begging

america, I am already locked inside myself

america, I am my own apathy

america, I am another child you refuse to see

america, you are a barrel sighted, flower deficient country tis’ of thee

america, you were once an omniscient plan

america, you are now a scant trace of humane

america, you are the slip of mercury, the poison of lead

america, please stop feeding me

america, you, as am I, are mostly, already dead

EJR ©