America

[Rootsie]

America
America does not love ideas
O no America does not love ideas.
America does not like to be sober. Not much.
America loves to leap before America looks.
America just cannot sit still.
America hates history, hates to be reminded
That causes have effects.
America cannot abide those who observe that her chickens
Have come home to roost.
America will pay anything for the illusion of safety,
Yet America is still afraid and can’t figure out why
But that’s an idea and like I said
America does not love ideas---
America busy anyways fixin her makeup.
She will sacrifice practically anything
Not to reflect, not to think long.
America is afraid of the dark.
After all America is the City on a Hill
The muscular might the brilliant thrusting light
Of a distant Deity
And America insists there is no downside to any of this
Of this America.
America don’t need to play by anyone’s rules,
America is America after all.
America says America loves freedom
While giving away as much of it as possible
As quick as possible. Freedom- But nobody feels free
Because there is much, much America refuses to see
America is quick to anger, impatient, and unkind.
America loves gas-gulping cars
Dehumanized sex and bling.
America loves varaiation after variation
Of the same old fucking thing.
America loves distractions and diversions of all kinds
Cuz America can’t stand her own mind.