American Flags - David Bazan

Though reticent to represent

They waive as their

Beloved republic bleeds

The victim of insatiable greed

Criminal acts

Dressed up in the flag

So no one can disagree

Then went crack the camel’s back

It started out in front of the capital

A hundred coming down from their flag poles

It’d gotten so bad

Even blue white and red

Refused to take it anymore

American flags

Are hunting the fortunate sons

To swallow them up

And bury them deep into the ground

Present tense the president

Is calling for diplomacy or a truce

A dozen more are filling the room

Now down on his knees

«Lord they’re coming for me!

For doing what you told me to»

American Flags