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American Beauty

American Beauty Greed stands very tall in my land that's about to fall America is gone and terror knocks daily I see him making new friends livid displaced Americans taken advantage of again by those who control supply and demand Oh, they'll try and patch and rig their machine you can see them putting more control on the streets I wonder if they're scared like me but they wont give up and love no they wont put away their greed they'll cling to it until the very end everybody bleeds naked infant lying on the floor crying in the dark pad lock on the electric box the man just drives away no shot was fired today but it's coming yeah, I know it's coming because the neighbors just peek out the window and nobody's offering to help they think, "I can barely keep up with my own" and I know it will happen to you tomorrow because America's gone and it aint coming back who has broken the pride of her power America, nobody's coming to help and our leaders truly care but mostly about themselves they are swallowed up and tangled in their own spider webs from hell and nobody’s coming to help I see a hard working couple that can't pay the rent and yet they make to much money for welfare they'll be out on the streets pitching a tent and we all know that life is'nt fare just another couple that slipped through the cracks and there aint no coming back in the mean while society's foundation looks like a big city map and the working man in our nation has become so soft the diplomats have broken their will to fight for what we all know is right and greed just walks on the broken backs of the humble with out fear and I wonder who will save us Lord I'll be glad when the greed is gone the strange and cruel baby sitter sent to teach us a lesson and I hope we all learn it soon one cannot love their neighbor and take advantage of him or see him in pain and not help love thy neighbor or die trying the road to life and I see beautiful people everywhere being beaten to death by the ugly ones who really just don't care and I hear the banker and cops saying, "man it's just my job" to those that they put out it's going to happen to you tomorrow and what are you going to do when you see their face turn red as yours turns from white to blue

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/27/2009 8:24:00 AM
Powerful poem, Mark. Indeed, there are many working people who can't afford to keep their homes. Tent cities are springing up again. It's a national disgrace. Excellent writing!
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Date: 3/27/2009 6:33:00 AM
The jeremiad has never been more distinct than in this poem. We all feel the pain everywhere we are: and greed just walks on the broken backs of the humble. Peace and love
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