The Poetry Kit |
| A. D. Winans | |||
I will not pledge allegiance To the flag of the U.S. And all it stands for The Patriot Act be damned I will not wrap myself in old glory And everything it no longer stands for I will not can not Accept your moral bankruptcy Your green back God Buying and selling lives on the Stock market exchange I will not bow down to a country Where assassins determine the Course of history Whose Papal Church has its own bank Where Ka-ching Ka-ching Has become the holy mantra America you are one big Insane asylum Your manic depressing innkeepers waging war on the masses Your henchmen standing proud On your purple majestic mountains Kissing the cold stone faces On Mount Rushmore Looking like a Mafia Don With the cold kiss of death On his breath |
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