America Is Eating It’s Young

I once pledged allegiance
To the blood soaked flag
She used as a bib

Picking her teeth
With a flag pole
After a plate full
Of drug filled playgrounds
(Hands that grip guns
Before learning to tie shoelaces)

Young minds marinated
In misguided perceptions
And chemical dreams

Supple meat
In abundance
As prey are bated by
Advertisements
Of drunken stupors
And smoked out deaths
An appetite that can only
Be chased by a
Molotov Cocktail

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