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2d
Cutta’ peace  
Of the skyscraper
Cake
Let them eat
From the scrap heaps
Of history
Still on repeat
And asleep
I could teach
A class
Clearly distinguished
But through it
Exude
A feud
Not yet relinquished

So onto impending
Long marches embark
To the promised landless
Wealth disparities
Stark
And the heart of it?
Darkness
A global south reeling
Like sea levels up to
Our bets
In debt ceiling

The whole world is feeling
Disorders
And borders
Our minds
Are bombarded by
Media mortars
Attention-grabs constantly
Picking our pockets
And more artificial
Brain draining
Can't stop it

And you think it’s what?
An Israeli
Witch hunt?
Robber baron
Trump cun🙃’s
Next publicity stunt?
That will salvage this sinking
Titanic disgrace
This imperial ******* cede’s
Unresolved race
To consumerist
Rock bottom's
Mass-produced waste

But my warning
Though cryptic,
Explicit for years
It would come
With a flag,
And a cross,
And some beers
But I’d gladly break bread
With my countrymen
Now and then
Free to speak
Their preferred tongues
Of American

Fluently spewing
Self-evident truths
Yet proficiently parroting
Penguins in suits
With their legacies
Stained
Merit-baseless
Admission
Still masterfully feigned
As a unified vision

Omissions of guilt
From the most
Greedy filth
We have seen
In our time
By the millions
A minute
Their profit ships
Climb
Fleeing gleefully
Leaving so many
Behind
And these penny stock
Options
Seem more like a crime…🤔…

But I guess we don’t try
Those offenses
In court
We just settle for less
Than a right to abort
We don’t hold to account
All the coin they extort
Don’t put tariffs
On trafficking human
Import
Unreported
Distorted reality
Snort
When the law
Is a ***** fat cat,
A Musk rat,
A rohypnotize
Broligarch
Party boy
Frat
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
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