When the flames engulfed the home of the brave
the stampede toward the border was in vain.
Faces palmed, faces paled
as the wall they said would make them great could not be scaled
When the free-market fundamentalist
steps on a roadside bomb outside Kandahar all bleeding to death,
I swear to Ayn Rand
I'll ask if he needs an invisible hand.
You say #notallcops;
you say #notallmen.
Yeah, you insist #it'sonly99%.
There's nothing new for you to learn
Ok, sit back, relax, and watch it all burn!
The colossal waste of energy
talent upon the talented, freedom upon the free
This whole damn beautiful life
wasted on you
and me
God, are you there?
It's me, in the denim jacket
Are you receiving my prayers through the noise and cosmic static?
God, are you there?
Can you confirm I'm on the right goddamn planet?
The day the rapture came, a forgettable event,
the clouds, they opened up and not a single person went.
To the chromatic whistle of a carousel calliope
stomp the citizens of our clown, idiot, dingbat society.