one step at a time-
One failure after another-
one wrong turn and here I am-
A once so outspoken voice
From inside I yell
I scratch at the walls
breaking off fingernails
into the barrier of this fucking uniform-
tell of the past
and fortell the future-
They speak of who I was
and who I will be-
Of who is trapped inside
of this institution of hypocracy-
Where leaders preach
the message I hate the most-
"Do as I say not as I do"
I hate what you stand for-
hate what you represent
hate everything about this place-
Regret that this was my
only choice to succeed.
A country of swine?
A picture definition of a superiority complex?
A nation who slaughters it's own-
Sends us to fight for some carpet-Bagger's cause-
Welcome to Mr. Bush's gas station,
ten lives per gallon-
The price is high, wouldn't you say?
You should see the price of bulk!
Uh oh! Semper let it slip?
Mr. Pettyofficer, bring on the Storm troopers!
After all, we are only three steps away from nazism, right?
Implementing complete gun control, overpowering the given rights of the American people for sake of Father- scratch that- Home land security and having the rich make the decisions for the people who they wouldn't be caught dead with, Us.
What should we use next to bait
the next batch of dying men?
Faith in a twisted country?
A wormy leader who hides behind his fake smile and who fills the heads of the weak minded with misplaced trust?
The America I loved is dead, i found out.
It died in the blood of my people-
Now a monster has slithered from it's corpse,
like an infection from a festering wound,
reeking of bowels and death-
My forefathers fought for a government
that gave freedom-
not take it away.