A 21st Century Dirge For America

A TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY 
DIRGE FOR AMERICA


Another dead song
for a dead man
a dead art in no
man’s land.


“CENSORED”

For Being REAL

As they stop the world,
Judge and destroy
all that which they
cannot make

Or see.   


FOR WE THE PEOPLE BELIEVE IN

 
Anarchy Archery Douche-Beggary
38 Flavors & Fifty Stars Officially

And nothing more.

For to say the least  it’s your
Apathy Banality Absolutely
An Analogy, Abruptly. America So
Blow Me
From Sea to Shining Sea &
Lovingly Bitterly Swallow Me


In Poverty

“Amen”

Or ?
 
You can
 Literally Be, Continue
 
In The Middle Or
See-Dream Of
Vespucci, Liberty With Symmetry
Synchronicity or Being


True.

So Are We Truly  Free? 

Re-discovered or The Undiscovered Country
Land Of The Brave
That Has Never Truly Ever Seen

DEATH.

“Up-Close” 

So America I ask you beg you 
Please;


To 

Tax Me Take Me Fuck Me
Love Me And Then Silently Leave Me

 
In The Dark.

But Please,
Don’t Use Me, Tread On Me
Abuse Me or Ever Break My Heart

“Again”

For Now
Lady Liberty is walking the streets
& Looking To Make A Buck, & Is  
Saying  “Heeeeeeeyyyy Chhhhiiiinnnna”

How Are You?

While, like an angry lover, 
Jealous, she watches your 

EVERY 

“Move”

And Domestically, Majestically
And Carefully

She says ever so softly;
 
PAY UP.

So,

Democrat Republican Soccer Mom White or Black
Welcome to the Homeland The Tea Party & The 
Land Of The Numb

WHERE WE THE PEOPLE, ONCE BELIEVED

Once …

BELIEVED

In This, This World 

 IN FREEDOM


And Not Merely

The Dead Sound, Dull Thud Of It,
As It’s Soul Is Bleeding Out.

(Don’t Tread On Me)


________________

R.M. ENGELHARDT 2011


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