America Don't Rule the World

The blood in the stream of San Salvador
barely had time to congeal
when the hammer fell on America.
Too soon, already, all things had passed,
judgment fallen and sentence called,
execution, death to the fabled empire.
Mistakes were made even before
the citizens reached the voting booth,
and for that they must be condemned,
long before they put in office
the idiots who fucked up the nation,
before they could rule the world.

I saw it, I was there,
and I reached up with my dead hand,
and signed the warrant with my own blood,
because it would be a cold time
in the old town tonight,
when everyone lets us know
that we can't have what we
never really had.