For The Sake of Pretentious Prestige
There are those campaigning,
With a wish to take back America!
But from who? Or whom?
Those who bought it?
Or those who sold their souls,
To keep their turned up noses?
They came.
They settled.
They stole and sold.
And now they cry for a way of life,
They decided to bribe and barter away...
For the sake of pretentious prestige!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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