I hear liberty screaming, she’s starting to choke
Faces laced with pale as hollow shells exhale smoke
Souls of children in a dancing helix with saturated slugs
Balance resting on the shoulders of exaggerated shrugs

Freshly minted minions march; their tags read “Nobody”
Each grave plot digs grave plots reading “Rest in Probity”
A baked brown sun sets on sentient senators
Sending sentences separate from the ones of the editors

Alleging hedge fund families of framing their finances
Atop the mural of the middle class exchanging jaded glances
Chaining change to the chopping block and raising the cleaver
Regulating reason in careful doses to the residence reavers

Working double shifts, paying just enough to keep the roof from fallin
But the bank foreclosed, never touched a shingle but bent all four walls in
Blinking belligerence, trapping trials in a flash trance
Illiterate children building a foundation on a last chance

Clashing cash bandits brandish bank bags in a rage
Taught at an early age that wealth came at the end of a gauge
Now Big Brother reads a bedtime story, he lets you turn the page
In place of a blaze of glory, you’re left burning in a cage

Assailing Arabic tenants, blaming burqas and brown
Raining blood from the sky with a purpose to drown
Renaming Islamic ideology with a surrogate mound
I'm screaming "Damn Uncle Sam! Turn this circus around!"

Flaming flags flying high from the extremist team
Preaching hatred from a soapbox is the legions scheme
Hear the faux fruition, listen as the demons scream
The moon eclipses on our nightmare: The American Dream

Sadist state officials cutting programs for a cash break
Searching ledgers for a better shot to bottom dollar taxate
My working brothers nearly homeless, all that's left to do is laugh
As the man cuts into every penny and takes the bigger half

Contempt can take control like a cancer if you let it
Spreading around, bedding down, inflammed and infected
Exempt from feeling, screaming to the ceiling, begging for a target
You stumble upon "love thy neighbor", but just as quickly discard it

Designating dignity to those who fit the specs
Hoping to avoid those meddling "Same-sex"

Single handedly breaking families and blaming the world for your way
"Fire and brimstone didn't exist before Jeremy married Jose!
The kids these days! Their tainted ways! Their on a path astray!
If only their parents had been around to teach them how to pray!"

Now you join your cult, drop to your knees, scream, holler, and bawl
Safe from the gays and the dark and the truth that fornicate at the mall
You sing through service "What did I do to deserve this?" as your fist hits the wall
You condemn the "Non-believers", then lock your skeletons back in the hall