What rude hand has shaken you, awakened you from your wide-eyed stupor
Forced you to tremors and detox from your opiate fiction of freedom and justice for y’all
Who forced her, justice to disrobe and expose her broken form, naked, malnourished, anorexic, anemic pallid, and parched.
Is she, America made up, a painted lady covered in putrid pastes of kaleidoscopic lies, contrived to deceive once innocent eyes.
Is her beauty, fakery, falsehood, and farce
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