Libertree The tree of liberty devours the loyal Grinding them between burning flag teeth and a ton of open doors. Blue lakes formed in the footprints of Babe While the trail of tears formed a bloody river. Washington had a thing for breaking cherry trees and raising hemp That was good for strong ropes to bind us all together In a frenetic world of neckties and necessities. No one knows the names of Afghan heroes or Hmong veterans Whose fathers raised opium crops now littered with landmines. Few can tell you where Russia is, even after fifty years Of cold wars in tropical nations they “never vacationed in, personally.” They would be unable to tell you how many of our allies are In an impossible debt, negotiating a cost-effective betrayal. But they can tell you about "Friends" and Miss October. Miscellaneous documents outlining Illiterate farmers with $200 anti-tank weapons Have surfaced to air our missile mania, A culture where no one sees the irony Of naming a million-dollar cruise missile After a tomahawk, while defanged reservations cope With under-funded schools.
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