I'd Buy That For A Dollar
In America
Chicken can be bought
From just about anyone
In America
Everything is by the numbers
And can be delivered
Right to the front door
It’s a maverick of a idea
A plan conceived in liberty
Not intended to be exploited or excused
Can there be too much freedom?
Some would have it as true
“Freedom ought to have it’s limits” says W
And most don’t even care
Caught in the quicksand of nostalgia
Lost in time
Like Walt Disney
In America
Freedom is isolation
Marketed to death
Choking the life out
Of every
Child’s toy
And developers
Develop
And users
Use
Cheap sentiments
we are
The revolting?
The curious?
Those that desire?
Somewhere with a monitor
And a finger
Clutching onto freedom
One click at a time
In America
Death
Is prosperous
For many reasons
And sad
For the same things
And no one
Holds a door open
Not even for
The dying
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poem by Jeffrey Quattlebaum
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