America was conceived as a nation
of property
whether African flesh,
land
or the tallow factory.
Yet the 18th century minds that
wrote the rules
understood the dangers of concentrated
power.
Where is that notion now, Mr. Jefferson?
No way you and the boys
could imagine Google, Amazon, or Facebook;
undeclared wars that drag on so long we forget
why we fight them;
a spent and disgraceful 2-party system
stymied and rent
by
factionalism
irrationality
and money, money, money;
dark money, dirty money, blood money
chased by prostitutes who claim
to represent the
people.
You knew the face of tyranny
if you could see us now,
sir,
waiting for the next insane
pronouncement
from our duly (by the antiquated, un-democratic Electoral College)
elected
Mad “Would Be” King.
It’s all going to shit, Mr. Jefferson
the dream of life, liberty, and the pursuit
of property.
Too few have too much
too many have too little.
Is this what you had in mind?
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