i protest

To vote is to gamble, to gamble is
to hold your heart in exchange for a bone
If you must love this country you must be
Toxic, brutal, angry.
Since we can’t be one, let’s die, or vote
for a splendid murder.
Tell your children they can’t make it
Tell them no one holds good intentions
Tell them a manifesto is a coded message
we can only decipher when our hands are tied.
To love this country, you must be mad
roam the streets with an unseasoned rhythm
Roam so close to the borders
To love this country is to flee

LARDO