America
Money Lender for the World,
War Wager, Instiller of Poverty,
Jester of Sweatshops and the Nations’ “Fair” Trader;
Volatile, powerful, conniving,
Country of the Great Hypocrisy:
They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your
homeless elders under the street lamps rotting.
And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it is true I have
seen the president kill and still free kills again.
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the shores of
destroyed countries I have seen the marks of oil thieves.
And having answered so I turn once more to those who praise this
my home, and I give them back the truth and say to them:
Come and show me the hidden men whose weapon is deceit and whose
people cry blindly for peace in the name of money.
Sedating its masses with games amid the task of murdering innocents,
here is a great young victory-fiend professing democracy.
Fierce as a rapist with loins wrapped for action, cunning as a dealer
pitted against the addicts,
Educated,
Burying,
Containing,
Manipulating,
Claiming, annihilating, reclaiming,
Under the flag, blood all over its hands, smiling with white teeth,
Under the disfigured dream of freedom smiling as a baby smiles,
Smiling as an ignorant citizen smiles who has never cast a vote,
Boasting and smiling that under its fist is choice, and under
its ribs the voice of the people,
Speaking!
Smiling the volatile, powerful, brutal smile of lies, in suits, clapping, proud to be Money Lender, War Wager, Instiller of Poverty, Jester of Sweatshops and the Nations’ “Fair” Trader.
Anonymous