Dear America,
Fuck you.
Fuck you for your lies
Of exceptionalism
Of white supremacy
Of manifest destiny
Of representation
Fuck you doubly
For your “All men are created equal” bullshit.
Not just for your “3/5 of a human if you’re brown” bullshit
Not just for your “Not if you have a vagina” bullshit
Not just for your “Not if you don’t conform to the traditional genital-to-feelings ratio” bullshit
But for all the “Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” clickbait bullshit
You dared to tease us with
When you knew it would be crusty crackers
Making everyone cry through the tear gas and hurt and beatings and death
Just for trying to cash in
The promissory notes you printed
And handed out to everyone
That in the fine print read:
E pluribus vilis.
An American Poem
By Damian Duffy on