Borders of fantasy
Tickle my fancy
This notion
I own it
And you must
Supplant me
For it to be
How this world works
After all
No amount of
Appalling crimes
Seems to forestall
The incessant assumption
The earth
A free luncheon
A boundless oasis
Of endless consumption
And pieces of its
Apple pie
In the sky
Are some property value
For which we should die
If some other
Entitlement
Troglodyte
Fights us
And alpha failed states
Send their pigs
To indict us
On charges of merely
Refuting its merits
Refusing to pay
Further into
Its tariffs