Chinamerussica
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Poetic Form: Political Verse
Inspired: February 29
Image: N/A
(Medley: My Countries 'Tis O Thee)
My countries misery
creeps and all losers be
of thee, I cringe
And where our fathers lied
and pilgrims took their hide
numb every mouth inside
... with the syringe
The natives can't be free
and nobody can flee
my aim right on
Guided by box of tricks
white hoods all pedophiles
shot with their fractured ribs
high caliber
Sweat oozing felonies
corrupt authorities
asylums for
Their morals run away
regret that either take
sweatshops where riots break
noose round swan song
And where our fathers lied
and pilgrims took their hide
numb every mouth inside
... with the syringe.
Copyright © Hilo Poet | Year Posted 2024
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