"merica" poems
This is america.
It's a one of a kind.
You can buy **** at the store.
You can bide your time.
Voting red or blue.
Is a favorite pastime.
Doesn't really matter which side you choose.
Like it doesn't matter if a poem will rhyme.
Hell you could write freestyle poetry about nothing
and that's accepted.
Cuz this is america and you're free to be an idiot. Inspected. Suspected.
Slot machines and credit cards
Stop lights and go-go bars
Social security and national debt
Red white and blue baby
We're the best!
Patriots of olde
and punks of New.
World Order abound
The olde ways are through!
By and by
Time after time
Woe are to those
With woman and child.
Times is tuff says the country station
but be the 5th caller
to win this Ozark vacation.
Skoal and Miller High Life 40s.
Marlboro Reds, rap music and shorties.
Sorry shawties but midgets are better.
What's more profound
than talkin bout the weather?
I forgot the original point
that I wanted to share with ya
but **** it, you know what I mean?
This is america.
Oct 24, 2012
Oct 24, 2012 at 10:38 PM UTC
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May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC
merica
land of
greedy
corporations
home of
i got mine
you
get
yours
merica
where
some
live in big houses
that
climb
to
the skies
still others live
in getto's
where some drive
around
in cars
that need
their own
zip code
america
we got
neimanmarcus
gucci
saks
chanel, dior
some
do
their
shopping
in
the
5 and dime
next
door
merica
its own
worst enemy
for its
destroyed
more
than
it
will
ever
be
jSweptson
Feb 24, 2011
Feb 24, 2011 at 7:24 AM UTC
my cat is smarter than the president
there is a problem with that
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 12:59 AM UTC
Spray paint still stains the driveway
From that gift I sent you
Boxed up in the red white and blue
And 'MERICA, welcome to the USA.
Who could have guessed that the paint
Would be more permanent than you.
You can shove the Budweiser t-shirt and
John Deere trucker hat I sent at the top
Of your closet and forget about them,
But I can't scrub the spot off my driveway.
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
I am from the outdoors
from Febreeze and smoked salmon
I am from the snow covered hills
and the ice covered lakes
I am from the crowded hockey rink
the cheers and jeers
and the season ticket seats
familiar and worn
I'm from hunting and fishing
from Stacy and Layne
I'm from the military
and bad eyesight
from " 'Merica!", "Let's get DOWN!"
and raps about vicious kitties
I'm from Def Leppard, George Strait
and the Beach Boys
I'm from Hacienda and Chili's
caribou sausage and moose jerky
From the fishing hook my dad
stuck in his finger
The collarbone my brother broke on the ice... twice
This is where I come from
These things are my past
and my present
But the future is in the distance
around the bend
beyond the horizon
And I am eager for it to come
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 10:31 PM UTC
i sat on my roof and screamed,
i'm gonna revolutionize this
god **** world if it kills me
and my neighbors all turned
and stared, interrupted from
mowing their lawns, washing
their cars, teaching their sons
to play catch, and daughters
to go fetch their morning papers
they quickly turned away at
the realization that it was just that
crazy neighbor girl who hasn't
done **** with her four year
degree, but create a fortress
in which she hides day after day
they smell that stanky marijuana
pluming out of her window
and watch her stumble home, drunk,
listening to her sing along to the music
that the devil has surely put on this
earth to corrupt good catholics,
like the one she once was
and they shake their heads and
hold tight to their son's shoulders
and even tighter to their daughter's
hands, because maybe, just maybe
if they hold on tight enough they'll
always be dumb enough to withstand
because the masses are the winners
and this is the spoiler,
we're being taken over by cookie cutting
stepford wannabe *************
and they're gonna ruin the world
Jan 30, 2012
Jan 30, 2012 at 11:31 PM UTC
I woke up to put beer in my Cereal,
Walked outside nothin' but my cowboy boots and cowboy hat,
Hungover from last night,
I pumped my 12 to all the leftover beer cans,
and watched that **** explode!
I hop in my lifted truck to pick up some buds and some Reds,
Killing Beers and Slaying Queers,
I love life and 'Merica
Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 2:38 PM UTC
I wore a Bush/Cheney '04 shirt
from a thrift store
to an upper level history class
on election day 2012
Professor and classmates stared
scared to talk to me
I never explained
that in 2004
I was the only Democrat
on my hick town bus
And now look who's in office?
No one even dares
wear that red hat in jest
For the right co-opted irony
as their latest prize
'merica:
Either your genuinely
hyper patriotic to absurdity
or you're an enemy
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 8:39 AM UTC
My country 'tis of thee
Land of Police Brutality
For thee I weep!
Land where George Floyd has died
Land of the alt white pride
From every black graveside
let protests ring
My country, thee
land of those not yet free
we cannot breathe
Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 9:10 PM UTC
**** normality
**** society
And **** 'Merica
When did it become unexceptable to be different?
Oh… yeah
If your skins too dark
Or you're too short
Or too fat
You don't belong
If you don't fit the cookie cutter
Then you can sit with us
Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 10:14 PM UTC
You drink down the american dream, then you realize you are drunk and it is a nightmare
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
Watching the dumbing down of America
Idiocracy at its finest.
Selling the world
One latte at a time.
Being guilty of the former.
I too, have fallen victim
to the carnival stupor.
"I'll buy that for a dollar"
That...I'll have to borrow.
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 12:18 PM UTC
What does it mean to be patriotic.
Love; Life; and Respect.
'Merica is the greatest.
Guns and beer and the open country road.
The sweet sound of the Nebraska river, and the amazing feeling of loving your country.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 2:20 PM UTC
Life is beautiful,
that's why people are longing --
for La Merica.
Jun 27, 2022
Jun 27, 2022 at 3:46 AM UTC
One fine morning, as the sun looked swell
A bunch of kids decided to head to a newfound beach
Enamoured by sea and sand
They chose to accompany the sun and the moon there
They tested the sand, mixed in some water to hold
Resumed the moulding and holding
The sand together
They kept the turtles at bay
And flicked away any baby ***** that showed up to claim their homeland
They shot the black birds that came to rest by the castle
For this beauty was theirs to relish alone
Some doves were entertained with food,
But no menace tolerated
Except for that of these blond brats
Yet, the day seemed swell
And fair
Then came a boy, big and bullyrag
Who twitched, punched, threw a tantrum
For this was his playground
He seeked power, and have it he shall
Just like every rowdy, stubborn, spoilt kid
And when rebellion surfaced, he stomped
Killed the ***** and turtle blood spill
The boys left aghast, he messed up America
Or did he...alone?
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 12:09 AM UTC
Give me road trips filled with 90's music,
take me fishing or I just might lose it,
Texas lakes, or the gulf coast,
with too much work I'm diagnosed.
I need 'Merica's, and **** rights,
and I need you to get it together tonight,
we know whats going on in the world today,
the news is all bad, so lets go play.
Drop the boat in the water and hollering WOOOOO!
full throttled boat, out on the bay with my crew,
all my buddies gathered from far and wide
we're going fishing, no matter the tide.
The water is flat and the sun is shining magnifico,
we're from Arizona, Texas, Florida and New Mexico
get together once or twice a year,
telling stories and drinking beer.
Cutting bait and casting lines,
generally having one hell of a time,
doesn't matter if its reds or speckled trout,
just put us on the coast and let us out.
Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 9:46 AM UTC
Land of the free.
As it should be,
Ran by whites money and so much opportunity.
What happened to equal rights?
And diversity.
Why us? Why should we be born into a country with so much hope to share but not include? Most Americans look to wealth but get lost in the reality of riches and won't appreciate a quick penny to feed there family., So focused on the world,tv,music, and celebritys,
Then sitting on their ****
saying "those **** Mexicans are taking all of our jobs"
Yeah you look at that man mowing your lawn in disgust. But feel that mirror in the sky looking back at you saying we're all humans.
That man sees america and money as an oppratunity and is thankful to the job we MERICANS are to lazy to do.
People so focused on what America is today. Things easily givin to them.
man oh man..
People are just trying to make it.
While others have every bit of opportunity to make it but choose to fake it all away.
But you America spend all your money at people looking at you while you're clearly blinded by the picture.
Open up your eyes.
Love all. We all deserve to live a beautiful civilized life. With more then bowls of rice for our families.
As we sit in our living room watching the big screen? Go Trump. Go MERICA.
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 11:43 AM UTC
Chaos over sleep.
You supply the torches, I'll supply the mob.
This bed's too big for the one of us.
The maggots already ate through the moose, leaving two yellowed-white anchors made of bone to sink into the floor.
Bologna; The meat that lies straight to your face.
The news is getting olds.
Analyzing bags and trashes. Paralyzing eyelashes snap shut, trapping the fly.
Thus, the death of an ego was born.
Reading is kind of like smoking except you don't burn the paper.
The quickest way to burn a bridge is to kiss it.
Don't be a stranger now. I'm strange enough for the both of us.
The ins and outs of the whens and wheres I do and do not belong.
That bar fight with the bathroom door really did a doozy on my eyebrow.
You know I will hunt whatever, you pra(e)y.
Blessed by lowercase god and misspelled Amerika('Merica).
Same message, different bottle.
My dreams are too loud before I fall asleep.
The first possibility that you jump to write off has the highest probability of containing the things that will set you right off.
My teeth may not have any layers of skin left to ride by.
From poverty to profanity; proverbs to insanity.
A serpent a day keeps the apples away.
Growing weary of the definitive abstracts, I curl up somewhat uncomfortably numb in the cracks of the curbs and sidewalks...
And with that the last thought of the night twisted into the air and joined with the wisps of smoke pouring from the final cigarette. The odyssey in mind sends our hero sailing from the shores of "I know how to do it all" into the vast and turbulent waves of "I do it all."
The bird who clipped its own wings.
The Jack of All Trades, the Queen of No Hearts, the King of Nothing, the Ace of Idle. Faceless cards.
Just a chess piece on a checker board. Maybe there's less to figure out than there is to understand.
Always on the brink of making things right. Don't let it slink away in the middle of the night.
I had an uncomfortably close call with life. What some would call a near-life experience. I swear I was inches away from living...
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC
Everyone is stupid.
Everyone is genius.
Observation is judgement.
Assumptions convenient.
I fell inn love with my best friend,
It’s why I decided to extend,
Mind past the thoughts that were programmed,
An extended conscious; suspend,
Consumed psychoactives; transcend,
I seen what’s objective; pre-thoughts were neglected, I can no longer “pretend”,
I will no longer contend,
I can no longer commend;
I can only amend; new perspectives to my ideology using Scientology;
Everything that I express is a biography; I can only, (Ascend),
She got potential… I hope she keep her head up,
He’s preferential... he’s sure to be fed up,
May both be light that serves as something gentle,
Harmonies instrumental.
Sometimes I wish I defined none,
I feel like I’m only defining one,
Can’t picture a time that I’d run,
Can’t picture a time that I was done,
I’m wishing today we’ll choose to breathe,
Remember, forgive, and it’s a week,
Decisions were made in liberty…
I’m wishing for days where we’re free.
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 1:01 PM UTC
In this land of freedom
Not a single thing to do
Just sit and stare at static
Play the victim, be dramatic
Lounge in your echo chamber
And eat
and eat
and eat.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 11:20 AM UTC