JLC (1967 / Galesburg, Illinois)

America

I am a sick nation
a spiteful nation
the man underground
has nothing beneath me
my children fight
on roads, in homes
with fists, chains,
guns, clubs and words
they kill each other
for drugs, money,
for anything that
fuels their desire
my sons steal sex
my daughters use it
my land is toxic
my water cancerous
there are parasites
I cannot rid myself of
I carry their eggs
around like fleas
I am too big
to ask for help
too strong to ask
when taking is easier
so I feed my parasites
on the blood of others
I am a sick nation

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Thats the pricce paid for development and high standard of living without moral.