Ah,"the Singing of America"...
Sounds like saddness chiming to me.
It sounds like murdered, shreiking unborn babies and the dispair filled cry of the homeless.
All I hear's the segregation, and the faint humming of an electric chair. The sounds of cash registers and harsh ridiculing whispers fill my ears until... until...
I can't breath! I panic and I run through the town, to a church. The sounds of the "holy people" and their temples, and the children they've raised with the same chastisement flowing from their mouths like.. like...
Stinging bees, over and over again! So many civilians we've murdered in the name of life; the people we've cvontained in the name of freedom. All I can taste is the..
Blatent corruption! This is capitalism at its best. I harken my ear, almost straining now, to hear the bells of liberty...
My ears are dissapointed.
The bells are drowned out by the hate and fright emitting from the "land I love".
"God bless America"? No, God SAVE America. |
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