Absurd Girl

We the people
livin’ the American Dream

Staring down the barrel of a throne
tattered and torn, 
frayed at the stars,
holding American glory

The promise of sandmen,
and we’ve got the king
selling the oasis while we drink the rocks—

In the streets,
sweating for peace
searching for the more perfect—

Masks flattening speech,
we got rights 
for days—

Time to make that money—
white castles for bended knees,
sinning saints beg for prayers
casting out the unworthy

My American tears,
I’m wide awake—

It’s the American Dream—

ain’t it great to be free?