elegy in america’s graveyard
By Ron Torrence
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my country tis of thee—
invade women’s bodies
deport non-white people
beat up leftist voices
my country tis of thee—
no food for the poor
no meds for the poor
no homes for the poor
my country tis of thee—
cut down the trees
poison the water
pollute the air
my country tis of thee—
sweet land
of tyranny
for thee i grieve