As we sit and hail to America with gleam and bow to the trifles of classic American ways; we are robbed of our glory and right to bright stars and to take beliefs and ass whoopings to the next level.
Robbing Peter to Pay Paul is the anthem and cries of this early light. Time is flying and beefs are flourishing as we sit here and strip ourselves raw to the bone to fit into this hypocritical society we call America.
Hush little baby don’t say a word, momma’s gonna buy you a mocking bird and if that mocking bird don’t sing momma’s gonna buy you a diamond ring. Legendary and crude wouldn’t you say. Say it again momma, say it again momma please! “I want a diamond and a damn mocking bird so I tell your lying ass to shut the hell up. Deceit comes in all notions and must have fashions as the laziness is the strong operative in this religious, make a wish and erroneous society.
Breeding grounds of this ruckus are lies that keep America at the forefront and operating on air and borrowed time. Taste the life of the ways and enjoy the sunset as America is the nation under God indivisible with liberty and justice for all. Legendary and dirty, but this time it’s really dirty as mountains of hidden treasures remain in bondage; and as families reminisce about being on massa’s playground, filled with fields of cotton and one room lavish homes that niggers could live in and pick cotton forever. Deep wouldn’t you say, as the tragedies of down home America is kept under wraps, so the joys of knowing these hidden gems won’t flourish to the surface.
Oh say can you see by the dawns early light, what so proudly we hailed at the twilight last gleaming, whose broad stripes and bright stars; through the perils of dark fornication and lot souls that spill into the heartland of this backed up of a sewer nation. Dark, dirty and a mountain of dramatics is the obvious when it comes to this American classic.
As the rockets red glare; the bombs bursting in air; gave proof through the night; that our flag was still flying high with lies as we sing and embrace something that truly gets its rocks off on the backs of Americans and immigrants.
Oh how dirty this classic can be as we keep it moving in this nation of hidden gems and radical nonsense. Time encases us as we move to the American beat of “oh say can you see” only to live through massive hysteria, terrorist attacks and rhetoric that comes out to play when Al Qaeda is blowing us up.
Instant celebrity, political gambling, and turn a blind eye is what makes up this dirty classic. Creating a whirl wind of joy and pain is the true meaning of this hit song, but only to leave us encased in the four walls of American solitary confinement to rot as this dirty classic does it’s one two step for generations to come.
By: Literary Diva of blogtalk radio (Diva's House) and the Lit Factory
www.blogtalkradio.com/diva29
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