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[2015] The Great American Let Down

   
I.    
      
Jesus roams the decaying nations        
In a fugue of miserable abandon        
performing magic tricks and giving advice        
in the manner of Saint Michael Landon        
       
Mumbling to himself, he picks his scabs        
amidst the freewheeling anarchy        
engulfing the whole of Europe now        
---world's third largest third world country        
       
As for Buddha, he's plain bored        
while Mohammed blitzkriegs with his sword        
anyone resembling Harrison Ford        
across an America scorched and skored        
     
Ii.    
       
Americans gasping in a chemical haze        
surrended after only seven days        
in one of the greatest passion plays        
but a mystery remains unto these days        
       
Historical texts are minus the specific        
details unrecorded in the frenzy frantic        
of how their fighter jets crossed the Pacific        
and their tanks floated over the Atlantic        
     
Iii.    
       
Halfway across the globe      
       
An old man crawls into the blistering sun        
from a cave near the border of Pakistan      
       
Tugging his ear lobe, adjusting his turban      
scratching his crotch, clutching a worn out    
Qu'ran        
       
He stops to chat with a ragged band;        
Christian revolutionaries marching north        
       
The Sons and Daughters of O'Reilly the Fox      
curiously led by George Bush the Fourth        
       
Leeza Rice in brown kakhi looking oh so nice        
points in the direction of Mutherfukhastan      
       
Saying, We're off to dismantle nuclear silos        
and dethrone another evil wicked madman        
       
Would you care to join us on our mission        
to fight Terror and liberate the downtrodden?        
 
You'll be in for a treat, for we're certain to find        
that elusive fox Bin Laden!
     
   
IV.  
       
After America let the world down   
   
in a nursing home back in the States        
       
Grandpa continues cursing sky        
Asking, Father, why oh why      
did you forsake my family?        
We could have beat those damn Iraqis        
if only we had allied with Qaddafi!
       
       
Jehova as a shimmering cloud        
spotlight beams him in the crowd        
and in a booming voice, says very loud,  
        
Even though you were well endowed        
 ---moneywise that is---        
       
 Hoss, you just weren't that special
 
   
 
Written by JohnnyBlaze
Published | Edited 11th Aug 2020
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