Obfuscation

In a battle for domination
of our common trepidation
the undeniable dedication
of theological manipulation
is the source of education
for our future’s generation

We abide our masturbation
in our selfish usurpation
of those lost in desperation
to the gods of desecration;
their faith in incantation
the very fear of our dictation

In a show of her duration
she denies our wen nation
and by cracking its foundation
she refuses her damnation
As if a sign of preparation
earth floods our celebration

But we relish this creation
our country; its desperation
It’s our love and our aberration
its foundation mere decoration
We look and see His incarnation,
a shining example of application

But as it falls comes realization;
we are but the resulting oscillation
of its insentient presentation
We fell victims to the expectation
and the excessive depredation
of our mother’s tragic toleration

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