My Worthy American Life

      Photo credit: Key Soto

America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood…

 

Maybe I’ll die tomorrow because I won’t

wake up

Maybe it will be because I do

(wake up)

and get on the wrong train to go to work

 

It might be the rage filled anti-

American terrorist group

They will make a statement by taking my freedom:

my worthy American life

and the lives of those that desperately cling to their versions of

America, the beautiful

 

It will be on tv and we’ll be mourned:

Young, straight, white,

Worthy,

college educated, American,

(worthy,)

teacher

 

Or maybe it will be some white man in his 20s who’s

angry at the terrorists;

he will also make a statement

in the name of freedom, I think

 

He will have gone mentally ill:

because he’s white

because

America, the beautiful

 

Or maybe it will be because I take a cab home

’cause I’m exhausted from

my terrorist headache

 

And the cab will flip over on the 59th street bridge

Young, straight, white, worthy, college educated, (worthy), teacher

might make the news

 

Maybe I’ll die

thinking of all of the ways

I might die

 

And I’ll be my own terrorist, so that they —

terrorist group and random white man and my

big brother

won’t terrorize

my worthy soul

 

Maybe

I’ll die

because I choose to

 

I choose when and how

I’ll terrorize

myself

Put a bullet in my mouth

 

Or maybe

I’ll choose to submit

to the state

 

Take our lives now — put a chip in me and

take my thoughts away

 

Then I won’t have

racing thoughts

 

And I won’t turn into a terrorist

 

I’ll give that to my

Uncle Sam,

 

For we are

all soldiers now

 

from sea to shining sea

by Vicky Munyoz