God bless the U.S.A.

by mudrhetoric

Where’s d’jingo unchained?

The soul soil rotten.
The emanation of corpses.
Nostrils enflamed.
Engorged.
Engulfed.

Upon the backs of dead children.
We walk.
Marching onward with the saints.
Embodened by the drowned god.
The soul subsumed, Moloch.
Bathed in ignorance.
They lap and worship the stomach juices.

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