And as I lay in a cemetery of fallen monuments
History restores itself
Damp grass making its way through my tights
Sharp drops of rain assailing.
Washington on a horse charging through broken statues
The sun breaking through the cracks
In an honest Abe.
Freedom in the march of men from slavery
Who seem to be the same grey cement color
As any other man in this establishment.
Scriptures placed between tombstones of treaties and agreements
When the Lusitania sank it left fingerprints on the oceans edge
Just enough for a guest book placed somewhere in this cemetery
Broken under a cherry tree
Too sweet for the wine.
The poison of a generation
The harsh burn down throats
But darling, don’t worry, speak easy sleep easy.
The fall of a nation
The rise of dust
The clouds of smoke carved into marble
As the houses go down the unity erects
The faith bestows
Strength in numbers
And numbers in strength.
Bugs laced through gates of water
Trust lost through open ears
Because ignorance is bliss
And no one wants to be happy
In this point blank paradigm
I’m watching as Uncle Sam
Wants me
To fly through colors
And stain tidal waves of blood into the thread of countries
Sewn together
Torn apart.
When the only reason I’m shivering in November
Is the ice edge of Russia’s cold trust
Spying nations
Slamming iron fists
And creating equality for the worse
For the theory of
Tenderness
Stricken through streets
Burning footprints into sidewalks
Creating lists
Of shaky hands and accusing fingers
Prisoners in your own country
Thought behind bars
Think inside of the box
Outside of the box
As long as the outside and inside have no thought of communism.
I’m watching the sky change colors
And the cemetery turn dark
I’m hearing the voices of our forefathers
And the thoughts of our citizens
I watch as our economy digs a grave
And the men in the orange coats
Camouflage jackets
Paid by our tax money
Taxed by our payers
Dig up the cemetery of our history
Crack the statues of our morals
Tear down the scriptures of our truth
To check if there is any oil
Underneath this bare stricken earth.
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