Earth Child
New Member
I Pledge Allegiance
You pass around those dollar bills.
Your nickels and dimes and quarters.
And the penny.
Our pledge of the destruction of individuality.
Internet specials conciding with
ABC, with Disney, with Fox.
To the Flag
Minute after minute of lie after lie.
Bombs exploding for a brave new world.
The Black Lung buried below boulderrs,
in caves, beneath their feet.
Better drop those bunker busters,
The Yellowman, the Brownman,
The Blackman, the Gay man must die.
Of the United States of America
The Land of destruction and
Home of the heartless.
Shoot that ace of spades
or queen of hearts. Burn their wax
coated, paper faces to the facade
they call the ground. Burn, burn, burn.
And to the Republic for Which it Stands,
White hoods tend to cover the faces
of the political man.
Swastikas embroidered on forheads
or tatooed on elaborate holy robes.
Telling us how to talk, what is
politically correct, anyways?
One Nation,
Drop the Lord's word. Worship
the bombs and war machines.
The War Pigs come out to
play in their Holy Book. And I
turn around to see the hypocritical
red sign of NO SMOKING.
Under God,
Thoughts and actions will compete with
the word spread at the Last Supper.
When those white doves fall black
and burned to the ground from
the Anti Arab fire.
Indivisible, With Liberty
Cowboy hats tipping the brims to
the pretty copper lady walking to the room.
Welcoming all with her lazy green smile
and Good Book in hand.
Who are you?
And Justice for All
Sign up your daughters, sign up your sons
to fight with the convicts already
Over There. And when they come back
in a little brown box, the only pride
greater than Mommy and Daddy will be
Uncle Sam.
You pass around those dollar bills.
Your nickels and dimes and quarters.
And the penny.
Our pledge of the destruction of individuality.
Internet specials conciding with
ABC, with Disney, with Fox.
To the Flag
Minute after minute of lie after lie.
Bombs exploding for a brave new world.
The Black Lung buried below boulderrs,
in caves, beneath their feet.
Better drop those bunker busters,
The Yellowman, the Brownman,
The Blackman, the Gay man must die.
Of the United States of America
The Land of destruction and
Home of the heartless.
Shoot that ace of spades
or queen of hearts. Burn their wax
coated, paper faces to the facade
they call the ground. Burn, burn, burn.
And to the Republic for Which it Stands,
White hoods tend to cover the faces
of the political man.
Swastikas embroidered on forheads
or tatooed on elaborate holy robes.
Telling us how to talk, what is
politically correct, anyways?
One Nation,
Drop the Lord's word. Worship
the bombs and war machines.
The War Pigs come out to
play in their Holy Book. And I
turn around to see the hypocritical
red sign of NO SMOKING.
Under God,
Thoughts and actions will compete with
the word spread at the Last Supper.
When those white doves fall black
and burned to the ground from
the Anti Arab fire.
Indivisible, With Liberty
Cowboy hats tipping the brims to
the pretty copper lady walking to the room.
Welcoming all with her lazy green smile
and Good Book in hand.
Who are you?
And Justice for All
Sign up your daughters, sign up your sons
to fight with the convicts already
Over There. And when they come back
in a little brown box, the only pride
greater than Mommy and Daddy will be
Uncle Sam.
Earth Child
