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Jan 2013
our skyline is hazed
and our system a maze
the streets are lined with
blood
and all you see is mud

you, political giants
billionaires in chairs
pretending like you care
when all you do is claim its "fair"
your lying to the poor
as they die on their kitchen floors

you are not above humanity
even in your mighty vacation house its insanity
who are you to say
that you are to pave the way:
you claim democracy
we see hippocracy

you cheat the poor
to get rich more
is it so hard for empathy
you arn't charged with a felony

your racism defines you
yet somehow they defy you
maybe as you bomb their land
and say you are here to save their band

look here, ******, can't you see
nothing is simply what i seems to be
how can you see fault in
when you can't even see past the color of skin
i wrote this about american foreign policy, domestic policy, and how racism and power drives the government. i am unhappy with all parties, all processes, and all the various hippocracies america offers the world, as america continues to declare itself as the world savior, with no real justification in doing so besides under gunpoint of nuclear weapons.
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