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1991 I realized We were both born in rotting soil, plastic toys fed by Arabia's oil. Eyes closed, ears behest to broadcasts, we, could NOT protest. That was the beginning of our mass destruction, but cribs offsides, we slept soundly, thanking our stars, proud to be Americans. 10 years dormant, the lyrics laid, enough to stick, but their irony to fade. Until grade school, recess goaded, as burning buildings on our side exploded. The imminent threat preloaded, in airports we shed shoes, forever coded. The broadcast — our center was the theorem that planes, oil, and Arabs risked everyone's freedom. But when we raised hands, to ask why, teachers said hail red, blue, and especially white. We forgot our roots, because the Ellis Island trip was obviously cancelled. So we read headlines, instead of Orwell, the day 911 called for a police state. Trusted the government and ****** Muslims, the day turbans meant hijacking planes. Pledged allegiance disguised as freedom, the day war was declared on Saddam Insane. Our flag revealed a sham feeding flames, angst-ridden teenagers we became. With raised middle fingers, instead of hands, to Green Day lyrics, **** Amuricans. Because only idiots press a red button twice, when mass destruction is the price. And only villains make children orphans, while victims drown in New Orleans. And only gluttons eat caviar with silver spoons, tainting forever a nation's youth. Entrenched in dunes, we boarded blind, to debt, death, and jaded minds. Blamed by perpetrators in dollars and change, for a guerrilla war fought in vain! Voted Obama, with Osama slain, and soldiers withdrawn, we hoped for change. PLEASE, we cried, JUST STOP! We are CHAINED — to a bulldozer that has NO BRAKES! … So the broadcast said recently: We are losing control of the Middle East. And Al-Qaeda is far from weak — ISIS: THE PHOENIX OF HUMAN GREED, We just turned off our TV's and looked up, the kids who gave up, thanked Musk — our atlas, not yet shrugged, whose vessels of stars will rocket toward Mars, from this godforsaken civilization built on hate. And when you tell me, *** "We were both born in 1991," I can only sigh, and breath sympathy, for our dark history.
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Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 8:57 PM UTC
courtney-pruitt
1991. @Justin Wampler
1991 I realized We were both born in rotting soil, plastic toys fed by Arabia's oil. Eyes closed, ears behest to broadcasts, we, could NOT protest. That was the beginning of our mass destruction, but cribs offsides, we slept soundly, thanking our stars, proud to be Americans. 10 years dormant, the lyrics laid, enough to stick, but their irony to fade. Until grade school, recess goaded, as burning buildings on our side exploded. The imminent threat preloaded, in airports we shed shoes, forever coded. The broadcast — our center was the theorem that planes, oil, and Arabs risked everyone's freedom. But when we raised hands, to ask why, teachers said hail red, blue, and especially white. We forgot our roots, because the Ellis Island trip was obviously cancelled. So we read headlines, instead of Orwell, the day 911 called for a police state. Trusted the government and ****** Muslims, the day turbans meant hijacking planes. Pledged allegiance disguised as freedom, the day war was declared on Saddam Insane. Our flag revealed a sham feeding flames, angst-ridden teenagers we became. With raised middle fingers, instead of hands, to Green Day lyrics, **** Amuricans. Because only idiots press a red button twice, when mass destruction is the price. And only villains make children orphans, while victims drown in New Orleans. And only gluttons eat caviar with silver spoons, tainting forever a nation's youth. Entrenched in dunes, we boarded blind, to debt, death, and jaded minds. Blamed by perpetrators in dollars and change, for a guerrilla war fought in vain! Voted Obama, with Osama slain, and soldiers withdrawn, we hoped for change. PLEASE, we cried, JUST STOP! We are CHAINED — to a bulldozer that has NO BRAKES! … So the broadcast said recently: We are losing control of the Middle East. And Al-Qaeda is far from weak — ISIS: THE PHOENIX OF HUMAN GREED, We just turned off our TV's and looked up, the kids who gave up, thanked Musk — our atlas, not yet shrugged, whose vessels of stars will rocket toward Mars, from this godforsaken civilization built on hate. And when you tell me, *** "We were both born in 1991," I can only sigh, and breath sympathy, for our dark history.
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