By Anna Cininnati

I am an American and I don’t really care

A bit about my neighbor unless he gets in my hair

I am an American when I go to the polls

I vote for what suits me and to hell with homeless Joes

I am an American my family has five and six cars

Why worry about pollution we can always move to Mars

I am an American I’ll be damned if I’ll give a dime

To some needy American child, hell it’s not a kid of mine

I am an American at night when I lie to rest

I pray God protect my investments so I can have the best

Yes I am an American I’m free to be free

Hell yes, I’ll salute old glory as long as she waves just for me.


Copyright Homeless Grapevine Issue #18, Cleveland , Ohio