Land of liberty 

Home of the free 

Blighted. We shed collective tears for you. 

 

From Acadia to the Mojave we witness your desecration 

While your abusers in D.C revel in their decadence.  

Those who should protect you wave flags of red, white and blue 

Like matadors taunting your maternal fury. 

 

The mountains of West Virginia have been lobotomized; 

Sacrificed by the insatiable thirst for black diamonds. 

They claim it keeps the lights on, but what light will there be to speak of 

When the exploitation of your bounty plumes dark clouds to blot out the sun? 

 

Your children in Alaska have been euthanized; 

Trunks and limbs that have endured the harshest winters 

Are no match for savage steel machines that turn your miracles 

Into fuel for the fire of their desire. 

 

Your vast blue canvas in Los Angeles has been discolored; 

They malform your melodious zephyrs 

With the miasma of their malevolent ambition 

Your favorite color debased in favor of their preferred putrid yellow. 

 

You gave us a duty to protect you 

You put your trust in squalid creatures 

That cannot even trust one another.  

They laugh at your decision in Camp David 

While those of us who revere you, our mother 

Are relegated to the roles of “lunatics” and “extremists”  

 

You give and give 

Hoping that one day they will give back 

While we shed tears 

Our cries fallen on deaf ears