At least the United States is over,
with a million deaths counting
and fascism's iron collar around
its neck only loosened, for now.
At least the United States is over,
the always broken dream, finally
shattered, million shards cutting
its flesh, spikes in the iron collar.
At least the United States is over,
the Big Lie of four centuries dead
and the truth in mass graves and
neo- Jim Crow a biblical plague.
At least the United States is over,
burning forests the funeral pyres
of the City Upon The Hill, ashes
the American Dream in the dusk.
At least the United States is over,
Uncle Sam, an old chud with his
Blue Lives Matter -flag & AR-15,
tightening the spiked iron collar.
11.08.2021
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