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- The spontaneity of subversion
Masked as patriotism
Belies the end game strategy
Of mental strangulation
Carried out by hit men
Disguised as fish mongers
In doctor white lab coats
Tooting the sacred horn of science
Touting the miracle in their cures
As they castrate the unwilling
Who fight for freedom
Munching on a chocolate health bar
Their guns loaded with pictures
From high school yearbooks
Their strategy gained from elections
For senior class presidents
Paid for by bake sales
In downtown ghetto alley ways
And corporate snack rooms
Where no smoking nor thinking is allowed
Up on the hill above the prison
Overlooking the local news
The third contingent waits
Bad guys dressed in black Bruce Lee coats
Practice their aim with dried peas
And strawberry flavored flex-straws
Honing their shoot around corner skills
Waiting pensively for the big day
When the battle is drawn
With non-toxic Crayola's
In 100 color boxes on Wal-Mart's finest
Recycled news print pads
The pages made into origami shields
To protect them from inane guffaws
Of stupefied TV correspondents
Who think their opinion
In all it's stunning blandness
Is what the world needs now
Not love sweet love
Being broken in by broken teens
Simultaneously texting in unison
While humping and grunting to music
Delivered from cochlear implants
With rechargeable batteries
That only their parents can hear
Meanwhile I can only sit
Shaking my head
And wonder what the hell
Or where the hell
Or how the hell
Shit got this bad
As I chew on a mint flavored condom
Promising double the pleasure
And double the fun
