Such Pain To Pain

From A Nation To The World - Guesstimates Of The Shortcut Zen of Mastery

Now, such pain can Creation bake,
crown such taint with impatient rake.
How much pain can a nation take?
Who undertakes to berate at a wake?
Will they, won't they, count the wounds,
will it be too late to fairly resume,
all the truths we once knew,
and practiced with the power of universal truth.

The pursuit of happiness, life and liberty,
all that folk of good cheer embrace,
suddenly rendition the order of the day,
people disappearing without a trace.

How will the world remember us,
when the bunting has fallen by the wayside,
slogans insufficient to cover the monthly nut,
only when it struck home, this is no hayride.
Regrets for the global paychecks tendered,
in golden promise of honor suspended,
please don't think we did all this,
you may blame your choice
of one mean sumbitch.

How much pain can a nation take,
thousands and thousands of pieces?
A football field couldn't hold all the body parts,
and there's nothing funny or rhyming about disconnected body parts.

VP casheing shares in on the body bags and bits,
wherever profit may be squeezed,
bags stuffed by souls of shit..
who else can triple a stock of evil,
who turns such dirty profits
on the blood of our people?

How much pain can a nation take,
until the tears fill the streets,
reaching up to flood the suites,
generals don't always come with stars.
Will they, won't they, reach before,
the next-to-last slamming of freedom's door?

Once it's locked, your kids will pay,
only young blood has ever saved the day.
This much pain can a nation take,
when the nation is stronger than ours,
Lay down and give up or do what you must
the clock chimes into these critical hours.
Will they, won't they, turn beyond,
the blatherskite of the day,
petty self-pursuits don't make
a template of the hero's way.

Can you, shall you, drape yourself, in leaves of full deception,
can we count on what you have, to re-engage our manifestation;
of the first and once great experiment, of democracy's fruitful testament
will we know whence you came, since fixing is cheaper than placing blame?
Now such gain faked in by the rakes, how much pain can a nation take?
Now such gain raked in by the fakes, how much pain can a nation take?