In these, our United States
And as the clouds grew darker
America was reduced to grunting its mottos:
Support the troops,
Drink your oil,
Thank a vet for your terrorism,
"Freedom" became the by-word
covering multitudes of sins:
cutting off all life in its pervasiveness.
Sitcoms and big boobs,
wifi and wii,
Ipods and cell-phones,
of cars and fat-burgers and diet-pills
in an unending continuous barf...
the religion of selfishness,
scourging the Earth with a smug style
as the rich got richer
and the poor got dead
from our "ideals"
crammed down their throats
by hegemony, invasion, occupation,
We thought we were the good guys.
Oh, what a blow!
Our egos bruised beyond repair.
We thought the world was mad at us:
envying our freedom.
We thought they wanted to be us.
Faltered to discover
they hate us for what we are
and what we have done
as we bloat the world over
in this, our global bulimia.