The Land of Milk and Honey

I go to work before the dawn
I get home long after its gone
To provide for my family
In this Great Land of the Free!

I hardly get to see my wife and kids
except for facebook pics and vids
they post what they can so I can see
In this Great Land of the Free!

Each day, I bite my tongue in restraint
and make certain not to make a complaint
how dare I want more than just survive to be
In this Great Land of the Free!

With great contempt and ridicule
they will call me an entitled fool
Should I dare slightly disagree
In this Great Land of the Free

They howl when told we are corporate slaves
being worked full tilt to early graves
and their own chains they refuse to see
In this Great Land of the Free

Over priced goods with over taxed rates
but I must smile and pretend that its all great
because, after all, at least I’m blessed to be
In this Great Land of the Free.

No Step on Snek for tyrant Uncle Sam,
But for corporations, they won’t give a damn.
For the merchant’s coin, they’re shackled in glee
In this Great Land of the Free.

All life is sacred, until, of course we’re born
and then we’re held with an odd sort of scorn
and are then held in perpetual wage slavery
In this Great Land of the Free.

I no longer struggle for self alone,
and thus try to cast off title of worker drone
to be more than they want me to be
In this Great Land of the Free.

By blood or sweat, I will clear the way
to keep those slaver’s chains away
from clasping upon my family
In this Great Land of the Free.

No sacrifice will be to great
to ensure my kids’ a blessed fate
of truly living lives that are free
In this Great Land of the Free…