Saturday, July 02, 2005

I Hate Our Freedom

I hate our freedom,
hate our fun,
the choice to have or not to have
sex with anyone.

I hate the church.
I hate the state.
I hate the space between them.
I hate how I can freely say
how much I hate my freedom.

Socialists in Europe
gaze across the pond and frown.
They live in huts in Amsterdam
and plot to bring us down.
The French, the Swedes,
the Luxembourgese,
the Injuns with their dots--
our grand offensive freedom
is always in their thoughts.

I hate our freedom,
hate our fun,
the choice to have or not to have
sex with anyone.

I hate the sun.
I hate the sky.
I hate the open air.
I hate that I am not required
to cut my hippie hair.

Socialists in Europe
gaze across the pond and frown.
They live in huts in Amsterdam
and plot to bring us down.
But though they hate us gaily,
thoroughly and often,
if they saw my rabid hatred,
out of sympathy they'd soften.


I hate our freedom,
hate our fun,
the choice to have or not to have
sex with anyone.

No PBS. No CNN.
No NBC. No FOX.
I feel the hatred curl my hair
and scrunchy up my nuts.

Update: finally recorded this.

1 comment:

Mattdaddy said...

homage to the children's literature theme of "eating everything consuming anything munch"