REVISED POEM from a broadside originally published
by Bill Robert’s BOS Press.
FOURTH OF JULY POEM
stepped on pissed on
cheated and abused
taken advantage of blue collar man
caught up in the American scam
don’t tell me anyone
can be anything they want to be
if they put their mind to it
save your BS for right wing
hate monger radio hosts
it’ll never sell in the ghetto
or to the immigrants
you’ve turned your back on
take your message to the church
tell it to the men on death row
tell it to the starving poor
tell it to the sick and lame
tell it to the rich folks
tell it to the politicians
tell it to the serial killers
tell it to Wall Street
tell it to the man on the gallows
tell it to the chiseled faces
on Mount Rushmore
tell it to the last wino
on the bowery
tell it to the banker
tell it to the butcher
tell it to the unemployed
tell it to the panhandler
tell it to the million families
living below the poverty level
tell it to the con man
tell it to the baby found stuffed
in a garbage can
tell it to the displaced factory worker
tell it to the elderly
tell it to the re-po man
tell it to the last space alien
hiding out in Roswell
tell it to the militia
tell it to the FBI sharpshooters
at Ruby Ridge
tell it to the arsonists
at Waco, Texas
tell it to the junkie
with dry heaves
tell it to the farm worker
tell it to the dishwasher
tell it to the orderlies
tell it to the flag waver
tell it to the garment worker
slaving away in sweat shops
in Chinatown and the Latin Quarter
tell it to big business
tell it to corporate America
tell it to the Supreme Court
tell it to the blood stained
NRA
tell it to the Do Nothing Congress
tell it to the oil barons
tell it to the tobacco merchants
tell it to the molested children
of America
tell it to the priests
tell it to the Vatican
tell it to the pharmacy industry
profiting off the sick and lame
tell it to the millions of people
dying from air pollution
and a poisoned food supply
tell it to the man on his deathbed
not sure why he lived
or what he is dying for
tell it to Jesus Christ
shout it to the stars
line the traitors up against the wall
rewrite the Ten Commandments
and start all over again
