A Nation of Sociopaths

For a buck, I'll sell you weapons you can use
Against your enemies, and, for a buck, I'll
Have those socialists you voted in replaced,
And, for a buck, I'll have my taxes cut,
Your wages cut, your poor old uncle's
Pension gutted, children begging on
The streets. A buck means more to me
Than drinking water or untainted air,
Than the education you receive.
Don't speak to me of commonwealth,
Or happiness. They're not important
To a real American. He only wants
A buck.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-04-03 at 14:48

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jim The PoetBay support member heart!
Three bucks will get you a lot.

I love it, the title alone speaks the truth, excepting you and me, of course, and I'm not so sure about me.