Hey, America, yer rebar is showin’.
Used to be that looked like tomorrow,
looked like progress comin’. But
all the rust is tellin’
another kinda tale.
Hey, America, your rebar is showin’.
We the people
know it’s a lie now,
all that you’ve said
about equality and such.
Hey, America, your rebar is showin’.
It’s not a good look on you.
Means you gave up tryin’
to make anything but money.
Hey, America, yer rebar’s showin’.
It ain’t a good look,
all that rust over the steel
where plaster coulda been.
David Breeden has published widely.
