On the island of
"My God, My Gun, My Money",
There is music, patriotic music,
Horn and drum music, playing incessantly.
It annihilates dialogue,
Hip-hop and Beethoven.
Covers the earth with
Semi naked drum-majorettes.
A 75 year old contract
That proclaimed acceptance of shared responsibility,
Now viewed as treason,
In this time when reason is overwhelmed by farce.
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