Sunday sermon

You have all the answers,
Derived from your brain,
The heart unconsulted,
Intolerance, the refrain.

You hail from a red state,
On us you cast shame,
We don't hold the power,
But still, somehow, are to blame.

You call us naive,
For wanting to know,
What makes the world,
Hate America so.

You market ideas,
Like the latest new thing,
Cloaked in fancy labels,
And talking points that ring.

But what you are missing,
Though you're completely unaware,
Is that you are heartless,
For the world, you do not care.

God bless America,
That's what you say,
God fuck the rest of the world,
Said another way.

You're holding the reins,
We're trapped on the ride,
As you take us ever further,
To the dark side.

And so today,
I send you some light,
Light to be shed,
On this spiritual fight.

There is no us,
There is no them,
There are only people,
Get some heart in your head.