Thursday, February 23, 2017

Ode to the CIA

topple those corrupt regimes,
remember the glory of uniting forests,
fields and fields of luscious fruit
fertilized by your very own hands,
sowed with the blood and tears
of our thankless heroes, boys and girls,
oh, gentle benefactor of the west,
when even God, replete in white robes
on newly won thrones, no longer trusts you
what little hope is left?

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