Our Flag Waved
Our Flag Waved
in a foreign land...
Given the taste,
of sweet,
savory, freedom...
The people cry out for more.
Scared they are about to be,
mummified forever,
in the throng of one-ness.
Your pretty faces,
will be ugly and all just alike.
You will conform to the proper,
hair-do...
You will dress in what we give you,
wear what you must,
and above all...
die as "We" see fit.
It will not happen quickly...
no-not fast at all.
We want to make an example.
Do not fear or shed a tear,
no one will hear you scream.
Organs gifted to the rich,
bought and sold to the highest.
No...
we will not eat you all today,
we have to do it slowly,
so it will last.
Your children,
we will take,
and give each one a chance,
to dance in the darkness...
of illiteracy,
and ensure our path to glory,
is a long and golden road.
Like the great wall,
filled with bodies,
our land is full of ghosts,
hosts for the unwilling
and hatred of all things free.
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