We are Americans, confident and condescending, never pretending. Pretentious with a fictitious flare. Apologize? Cauterize our past
We will always be and forever last.
Past the hatred that spewed from our bowles. ******* and ***** disliked but grow. A show of force divorce from the norm.  
A new norm. A storm from the top to dismember the bottom. Mathematic and Systematic relief of liberty. Care from elite, delete, delete.
Depopulated with information. Education dedication a lie.
Down the rabbit hole of darker days. We stay,
Unblinded by the pictures they wave.
A flag.
The towers.
the showers of bullets
turrets from afar.
A star.
This is America
We are Americans.

I see the pain that crosses your face.
The shame that follows, out of place.
Deep inside you try to hide.
Escaping the pleasure of pride.
I try to confide,
inside is an illusion.
A Reality that has been forced.
Coerced
You are worthy and worth more
Let me remove your pain
Your tears are all that remain.
Let them fall upon my shoulder
I hear the sobs, as I hold her.
Christina, dear
I love you without any fear
Tear by tear
sear your wounds
Let him die in your minds tomb.
The past has passed.
our future is coming fast.
With tiny legs and arms
helpless in a world that harms.
simple
Christopher needs you
as I do.
For always.

I wish you wanted me
as bad as I want you
I live on faith alone.
The drone of the fan by the night stand
is all that is voiced in the air.
your skin so fair
outlined by your hair
a face of fear and despair.
I wish to comfort you
but comfort me too.
I want to see the love I believe.
the one that has created a seed conceived.
I feel outcasted. love lasted
on faith alone.
I know the truth but renew my faith.
chase me and need me.
want me and tease me.
I want to be wanted
like I want to want.
must I continue to live love unrequited?
or shall the heavens open up
spread its light and show me what I know.
to know tomorrow will come is contentment
I want flame and passion
asking is my ego
and together we go
side by side
me slightly behind
alone
I do not ask for much
just renew my faith
give a little chase.
want me.

Right and wrong
remaining relative
I work for a better tomorrow
My views differ
from that of others
Making me always wrong
Given this life
Given no light
Through the tunnel we're sent
No instruction or hint
Finding one's self in poverty
wishing for property
for freedom comes
with ownership
Having just self
is impoverishment
And to think
just a drink
Will make myself disappear
With fear I move forward
for a better tomorrow!