america
melting pot
if by melting pot
you mean
everyone is boiled
down to their bones
to be consumed
by rich white men
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reformed
he trolls alleyways
for pollyannas
who are lost
his hand extended
offering a way home
but when they make the mistake
of trusting his too wide grin
he rapes them
cutting their faces
for screaming fun
and i’ve come to think
some are beyond rehabilitation
the only way
to make a changed man
of him
would be
removing his head
with a shotgun
in their golden age
MGM and the other major film studios
would throw grand conventions
gala parties for its male executives
with a standard of decadence and debauchery
as to make caligula envious
a cattle call for female extras
would be sent out
the girls would show directly from costuming
to be herded
by the bus load into the hollywood hills
to what they thought was a set for filming
only to find out
they were expected to play hooker
denegrated
raped
drugged
drunk
and cum soaked
by louis b. mayer and his army of greasy trolls
so when i see the entertainment industry
feigning concern
holding #bring back our girls
signs
proclaiming empathy is the new black
i see it as the latest
box office blockbuster hypocrisy
give me a break
who the fuck do you think you’re kidding
you bastards were the boka harem
before a terrorist ever kidnapped
a nigerian woman
my sons
are the only true love
i’ve ever felt
in my adult life
i don’t know what men are for
but violence
screaming
dying of tobacco field wars
raping the women and land for money
ernest hemingway shooting sharks in the ocean
with a gun
his bloody plume only attracting more
and walking out elaborately carved
revolving doors
beside our family church
her corpse lies chained
to the crudest of casons
an eighteen wheeled barge to carry away
any memory of her majesty
centuries of rings compose her fallen trunk
she has been murdered by her own
this primordial beech tree
slaughtered
bleeding out our family history in xylem and phloem
this grandmother who has shaded the weary shoulders
of our toiling ancestors
for two hundred years
who has seen every birth, death, family reunion, and creek bed salvation
whose roots grew beneath the graves before they were filled
she is now as dead as they are
she had become too much to care for the cousins said
with no thought of taking up a collection for her care
or notion to call an arborist
executioners are far cheaper
they have cut down our family tree
turned our homeland into a crime scene
burned our history out of the ground
dishonoring god’s earth
all the while claiming she was rotten
but it was not her who harbored disease
the sickness lies within the hearts
of her ungrateful shade tree children
who massacred her without consideration
as useless as moths at war
no forgiveness given
i curse the henchmen
that they may lose their way to heaven