It's incredible that we are dying
We are America
With a pin wheel of choices slowing
spinning around and around
I am only a small baby
Looking up at it
My eyes completely fixated on one choice at a time
And once in awhile i'll have the energy
to reach up and attempt to touch one
In the mean time,
I'll be laying comfortably in my crib
with nothing to do but wonder
for the better tomorrow