On the Brown, charred crust of America's breast
Funeral homes and Beaver dams
Office parks and Rooster cages
A death is taking place
Which we should welcome with our tears
The death of Brute strength diplomacy
The death of Rude lips and vitriol
Apathetic
Myopic
Death of a nation
But death is not the end
It is a timely rebirth
Like the lush green of spring
When the showers rinse away the blood stains and sewage
Perhaps we have another chance
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