we’re #1

real amerikans don’t like
competition

where buffaloes or indians
roamed––
we disappeared
them without
regret

when there’s coal
in the ground,
why let a mountaintop
stand in the way?

we once were
the tired, the humble,
the poor,
the huddled masses
yearning…

& then we grabbed
whatever
we could
& ran

we were richest nation
with a middle class
for a time,
& then we
aristocratically plutocratized––

even greed
runs out of gas
unless you can pay
for the oil

the immigrants come
& we fear them––

at least the 2nd
amendment still
protects
our guns!

maybe––if we lived
just a bit smarter––
we’d realize we’re
all one glorious, squabbling
family––

& we could find
a way to work
our way out of the mess
we’re in

together.