'Muricah todayA Poem by Morgan Purcell
Living in their parent's basement
Converting to over-zealous patriotism futile attempts to mask their racism and greed Others avoiding this first hid, then marooned mapless in thunderheads of green smoke Nobody stays still, the trees must think we're all lunatics and so do I, unhappy with not being places not needed to be Righteously spending swindled pockets of unearned money while debating welfare and spitting on the poor Angrily worried about their "Right" to own access to murder While children fill children with holes before knowing how to read. More concerned with plastering their lives and shoes with American flags All the while spitting socialist and redistribution as excruciating slurs All Christians in the land of the free. "Forgive me father" "forgive Me Lord" "forgive me Father" © 2013 Morgan PurcellAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 9, 2013 Last Updated on May 9, 2013 AuthorMorgan PurcellLincoln, NEAboutThe mind not restrained by logic is a beautiful flower. more..Writing
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