Manufactured Outrage
I.
The American Dream
used to mean something,
or at least We the People
thought it did. It was
a dream without kings
where anyone could
have a good life
if they worked
their hands
to the bone
for the
man.
II.
We stood tall
We acted like the World Police
We fought genocide
We kept the world safe for Democracy
We fought for freedom
We started wars for oil
We celebrated America
III.
This land is Our Land
and we reaffirm that
in public classrooms
with oaths said by rote
and patriotic melodies
sung at baseball games.
IV.
I write this
manufactured outrage
on social media.
I get a hundred likes,
but nothing changes.
The algorithm hides
what I post so that
only my friends see it
and all I hear is
echoes of alleged
truths.
V.
We are so busy
being entertained
by technology
that our freedoms
evaporate like
water on a hot
summer day.
VI.
The homeless
huddle on the streets
while Congressmen
sit in ivory chambers,
passing laws that
make it illegal
to sleep beneath
the stars.
VII.
We are being fucked over by
a corrupt Supreme Court,
evil MAGA zealots,
violent Proud Boys,
an orange-skinned Dictator
with an endless list of
executive actions,
and his billionaire
masters who orchestrate
rigged elections.
VIII.
Elon Musk dismantles
our government,
Nazi salutes our flag,
and holds a chainsaw
to the throats of the
American people.
IX.
No amount of Apple Pie
makes this bullshit OK.
X.
‘Merica,
You had a heart attack
in the middle of the night
from all the cigarettes,
opiates, and caffeine.
Goddamn it,
the Constitution
is an amazing document
and America was beautiful,
but all dreams end
when you wake
the fuck up.
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