Recoleta Cemetery, Buenos Aires by Jane Shay Wald

A cemetery in the middle
Of the city, big and little

Crypts above-ground, on their roofs
Angels drive out spirit hooves

Of Satan while the lowest carving
Cost the bread of hundreds starving

Cherubs fly through man made towers
God and man, uneasy powers

Wealth divides in our land too
The word of god and Jesus who

Our politicians preach the Word
Totemic in their pagan herd

As third worlds master internet
Our nation sinks, pressed by our debt

And as our GDP declines
The GOP smugly opines

That Christian values will create
A faith-based nation born of hate

Above each bed a wooden cross
With Jesus comes our freedom’s loss

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