A plethora of strip malls,

rusty needles,

and vacant souls.

A bled-out Americana,

blood spattering the star spangled asphalt in red, white and blue.

An ideal exposed for its inherent falsity and fictitious facade.

A people left to claim a decayed dream.

A land of green natural greatness stomped out,

held captive under layers of concrete and human toil.

A life true to one’s nature never to be redeemed.

A life born in one’s DNA to be extracted by chemical warfare packaged into to-go meals.

A life imagined in the womb born to be distracted by the superficiality of modern society.

A life imagined in color lived out in black and white.