America

America is gone and hope is leaving through torn pockets

The nail of greed sunk deep with the hammer of lust

Laziness' gears greased with the oil of technology

Clear waters polluted with the invasion of septic foreign waste

Elected Jesus shaves his beard with a butcher's cleaver

Drunk on a past generation's stolen wine, debauched he stumbles

A fly herder of wilted dreams in which an eagle becomes a bogey

Please don't piss on my grave or obituary