Baffling blows shake the dyadic complexes,

While paranoia grows

In the homes of those led by the man from Texas,

 

Singed in pools of blood that continue to boil

and will not cool

Until the cruel are buried under the soil.

 

So, while the children play in the land of the free,

The desert rains,

fire, shrapnel, and brains littering nurseries

 

And who's to blame for blinding lady justice,

and bringing us such shame?

They shout another's name, now no one knows where their trust is

 

And as a result of  this anonymous dichotomy,

They leave themselves blameless,

As if we were brainless before the lobotomy.

 

"God Bless America", they read from their cue cards,

God, help America,

They've broken their own mirror, come pick up the shards.