un-american

we knew this was gonna’ happen to ya’…soon as ya’ quit high school…soon as ya’ left town so long ago…swearin’ you’d never return…sayin’ things like…,I hate this town…I hate you…I hate this an’ I hate that…, just filled with hate…said you even hated america…how can a guy hate america…but you said you did…

look at where ya’ live for Christ’s sakes…with a bunch of blacks in a black part of town where they never mow their lawns an’ gunshots go-off at night…how do you live like that…in some roomin’ house on the southside…Jesus…do you even have your own bathroom…

an’ you don’t work…what is it you do…just make-up stories…they’re all made-up…none of ’em’s true…your mother an’ I didn’t want this for ya’…now you were never the smartest but we figured you’d do better than this…livin’ in a single room occupancy with a bunch of old black men who smoke reefer and drink till all hours of the night while their women are out whorin’ ’round town…you got a woman that whores ’round town…do ya’…

your whole life is just un-american…you got your wish…you are not an american…sure…you live in this country but your not a part of this country…don’t you watch the news….don’t you wanna’ better yourself…

well…nothin’ else I can say…
just un-american…un-american…

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