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Fight this ingrown nail, Sinking into congressional flesh, Infected to the bone, America, the free for the bourgeoisie, America, the free for the bourgeoisie, America, the free for the bourgeoisie, America the free, Oh baby! America the free, My lady! Well maybe, We're crazy, Oh baby! America, the free for the bourgeoisie, America, the free for the bourgeoisie, America, the free for the bourgeoisie. There will come a time, You'll realize the nail, That is still ingrown, Has cut a divide, Between the ultra-rich, And the ***** low class. Maybe then, you'll begin, Begin to think: America, The free for the bourgeoisie, America, the free for the bourgeoisie, America, the free for the bourgeoisie.
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Jan 21, 2025
Jan 21, 2025 at 2:42 PM UTC
Ingrown
The palindrome falls on shadowed riots, clamoured mediocrity and fever of falsified truths- hyper-normalised until we’re writhing in animatronic snake oil. What’s worse, the hysteria or the disease? Over-indulge the fascists kiss their fists as they flail in cognitive dissonance- white knuckles dragging to the rhythm of another media blag. Patriotism cradles their fear and wraps it in red, white, and blue; a stifled tricolour vision, bathed in sanctified blood-clotted volition. They’ll never let them come clean they need their repugnance, and inability to see that hope is an option but the disparity is always just a news broadcast away.
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Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 3:01 AM UTC
The Evolution of Anger