Hope is a thing tarred and feathered— Propped up and perfumed and paraded in front of us As a testament to the everlasting glory promised us In our star-spangled youth. Our American Dream lies bubbling on the cracking asphalt, Having… Read More ›
Hope is a thing tarred and feathered— Propped up and perfumed and paraded in front of us As a testament to the everlasting glory promised us In our star-spangled youth. Our American Dream lies bubbling on the cracking asphalt, Having… Read More ›