Blood greases the cogs
As the great machine
Hurls forward into
That great Tomorrow
The vas deferens cut
Only blank humans
Spew forth out of the
American Dream
Mother Nature, nailed
To the cross, cries out
To the father: Help.
Blood pools in her mouth
From her mouth the blood
Is harvested by
Spiritually
Bankrupt Humankind
Happy New Year friends!
Westward the course of
Empire! And downward
Goes America
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