Are we there yet? Our / journey's been two centuries / and more - seems longer.

Our tales were once told / by common folk, smart and plain. / They honored this land.

2 or 3 trillion / Soc-Sec bucks shiver, are gone. / Who is lying more?

How? The vault was locked! / Reassurances, like wine, / flow down hill, down line.

Occupy marchers / call our minds back to this task: / Remember People!

March against fat cats, / [Chemical weapons, my face] / one per one hundred.

Globe arms sales: booming! / Ten years, up 60 percent, / sales are exploding.

Lighting cigars with / big bills, death certificates. / Nice someone's OK.

Nine-Eleven: sigh. / Truth is more distant today, / war criminals skate.

Always oil demons / on our green, gold-driven orb. / We, crudely civil.

Religion poisons / most mindsprings; education / fights superstition.

Poor churchly freedoms! / Bible's golden-rule teachings? / Water, presto, whine!

Women's health panel / but, there's no women on it. / Testosterone, see.

Government explores / women's genitalia. / Pols' minds, hearts, souls - gone.

Reagan triples the / national debt, is honored. / He, sainted restraint?

We don't want to know / how bad he was for this land. / He smiles like Daddy.

Insanity's norm. / No thinking's key, no cares, see? / No fact's good for me.

Once, race to the moon. / Now, racing to the low ebb. / All happy: TeeVee!

A black man our chief, / major league cause for applause! / Crap!  Racism, still?!

We still play games here / about sports, money, and skin. / We: cunning, not bright.

Are we there yet? We / vagabonds, going backwards - / worse road than before.

Our tales now told us / by rich heads shouting vile bile. / Dishonor! We're Home!