While They Posture

There’s a clown running around
showcasing a monument
we have held dear since the beginning
He has all but lit it on fire
but even that would be to no avail
The ringmasters have failed to to a thing

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As he juggles the elephants and acrobats
the ringleaders clutch their pearls
make excuses or cry
Not any of them have removed him from the stage
Although they whine about it
with the trapeze artists while they posture

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The tent pegs are a relic
written in 1778 with a quill
he has filled his pillow with
But sleeping in bedrooms is not
where this clown or our government
ever got its thrills met

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Sweat equity of all kinds
especially from people of color or the female kind
are the ones we rape, pillage
and take advantage of
And then we blame them for their need of protection
Because the clown is really a symptom and not the problem

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