A plethora of strip malls,
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.