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Anatomy of America
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A Scar is Born The eyes of America
Are opaque orbs of dazzling, yet dismal, diamonds
Composed of petrified, poisoned pupils
In the satanic shape of diabolical dollar signs
That can continuously contaminate and corrupt your sanctified soul
With simply one subtle gaze into them
The heart of America
Is merely an atrocious and tainted ticking time bomb
Eagerly awaiting to extemporaneously explode
When a scrupulous scapegoat and an innocent enemy
Simultaneously stampedes on Her livid land mine chest
The veins of America
Bleed blissful besmirched black blood
Rich as oil
Cold as coal
Forever blemishing peace and purity on this pauper’s pillaged plateau
The arms of America
Are everlastingly scarred and tragically tattered and torn
Bruises, bullet holes, and bloodstains proudly displayed on the forbidden segmented and severed skin
Sadistically symbolizing the fifty unforgivable fatalities and seven sinful stripes Shaded scarlet on our society’s feeble flag
The hands of America
Have continuously caused an overabundance of chaos, commotion, and confusion on the crowded crossroads
Strategically placing painful pandemonium on a plethora of poisonous people and malicious, malevolent mannequins
By simply flipping a switch
Or pointing a finger
Or pulling a trigger
The mouth of America
Now sadistically stitched shut
Screaming the silent sound of surrender and struggling to sing the sinful songs of salvation
Mute to the mechanical marionettes marching on our monuments and stampeding on our skyscrapers
Force-fed limitless lies while the terrible truth hibernates on the tip of our tongues
The mind of America
Is merely a justified, jubilant, judicial bowl of juicy Jell-O
Jiggling to the piercing pounding of the wicked war drums
Drowning in an acid ocean of its own toxic tears
Trembling to the bloodless beat of its own dark heart
The corpse of America
Beyond redemption and past the point of confession for the crime
Burned to a beautiful oblivion and spread across our sullied serpentine soil
Like the abhorrent ashes of fifty frigid Freedom Flags
Forever buried alive into the grotesque ground
Forfeiting its failed future and fate
Just like the erasable amendments and effaceable foundations of our very own naïve nation
