"Land of the Free™"
Golden arches, neon dreams,
Liberty sold in two-for-one deals.
Guns like prayers, whispered loud,
Justice blindfolded, counting bills.
Freedom’s price? A discount code.
"Great Again?"
A golden tower, built on sand,
Tweets like scripture, tiny hands.
Truth bends easy, like a deal,
Crowds are huge—if you believe.
The art of winning? Never lose.
"A Display of Wit"
With each bow, their hearts bend too,
Smiles distorted, pushing people away.
Silence makes me polite, but leaves me blind.
Disturb the harmony, and the soul wears thin.
I have a dream—No worry, I won't bother you.