Spearhead of the west
Cut above all the rest  
Into many
Campaigns
And crusades
I invest
Precious dime
Overtime
My whole body
And mind
All I get in return though
Is reruns
Of Palestine
So I’m just trying
To go off the grid
But I’m gritty like
City life’s
Destitute kid
And I can’t see them hungering
Weeping
And shrieking
And not feel it too
Among all of you
Sleeping
Depressed in your needless excesses
And decadence
Debt-ridden
Fiends of fiat money
Reverence
Severed from what
Makes us human
The most
Civilized
Genocide
And our ties
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