I Spy God. Family. Country.
sometimes I marvel at their beautiful family
they try to smile
but there’s too much shit on their teeth
and I marvel at their daughter’s new baby girl
with two black eyes
‘cause she couldn’t stop crying
they thought that the house was overcrowded before
an abortion wouldn’t have been half the murder
of this child’s life
daddy’s fists are always flying
he drinks all day and talks bullshit
he believes christ’s call of capital punishment
for the crimes of homosexuality and blasphemy
mom cooks and cleans and cooks and cleans
and shuts the f..ck up
they wait for the day when the tide is turned
and when for once it is them who is somebody
they save up $5.00 and hour from the new job
this land of opportunity gave them
somehow they blame non-whites
and immigrants instead of the rich for their problems
he wishes the world go “back to basics”
a time he could hunt “niggers”
beat his wife and kill “faggots”
go to war and clean this country up
but right now this place is shit
to 5, bills, tv needs to be repaired
the car’s f..cked
it takes estra hours to pay the rent
yet, somehow they manage to look at the glorious flag
and praise this country that can do no wrong
that country that look out for them
you’d better talk shit about it
that flag is your freedom
