This is a poem I wrote my freshman year of college for a political assignment in collaboration with an art piece I had done.
Uncle Sam
My minds digested
By lifes fucked up message
The nations appendage
To strengthen Sam’s expression
of oppression, America’s regression
Fraudulent transgression
No such thing as laxity
Mind locked in captivity
only productivity
and general relativity
All I want is fabricated
by what I created
and not whats dictated
repetitively translated
No such thing as freedom
Suggestions I can see from
Only what makes me numb, and cumbersome
Thats just how life goes
Only “God knows”
why men oppose
how the mind flows
Concocted calamities, artificial families
and arduous financial fees
Like money’s made of trees
Now what you think of me?
mankind’s revolution
leads to global execution
no such thing as resolution
tainted minds, our brains pollution
Clouded biases in the Constitution
Pretending we have unity
the land of opportunity
A make believe community
I have US of A immunity
A little insight from you to me
Like you’re someone I would believe