At some point we have become hi-jacked by our own morality,

one nation divisible by pretext with just us for all, by our own appearances,

trying to look good even when we don’t, too busy occupying to even realize

we are being occupied.  We celebrate crap, love to hate, fight the war

to win the peace, beating ourselves down pretending to be certain about it.

What ever it is is ok as long as you can convince yourself that it’s ok,

and it just depends on how you want to see.