This Is Our America Lyrics

This is our America

There was another poem I planned to write today

It never fully formed

Something to do with daisies and or lilies

Had the perfect line I kept repeating

To remind myself to add as finish

I can't remember it now

Not now

Not after watching video of boys in Steubenville, Ohio

Witness a sixteen year old girl

Being raped

Urinated on

Watch her pass out

See her body lie on the floor

And laugh

Make jokes

Take video and photo

My measly love poem would be whipped cream

Spread over dirt pie

These are our boys we are rearing

They called her dead girl

Dead girl

She's deader than O. J.'s wife he said

They laughed

You know how I know she's dead

They peed on her and she didn't move

They laughed

There was a wang in her ass and she didn't move

There's usually a reaction to that

Somehow that was funny too

This is America

This is how we have taught our boys to feel about women

About our so what bodies they want to control

Ohio

Steubenville

High School

Football

Party

She wasn't dead

Dead girl wasn't dead

Maybe she wished she was

When she heard the coach say

She made up the rape to explain

Why she came home that way

That way

Came home that way

Watch her unconscious body

Being carried across the room

One boy holding her arms

Another her feet

Dead girl

They called her dead girl

Dead girl is not a nickname

A girl earns at a party

Like Barbie or Squeak

Long legs or Freckles

That way

Came home that way

This rape culture we live in

Where jocks are as untouchable as the devil

This victim blaming curse of a country

We did this

We reared those boys to rape

To laugh and videotape the funny of it all

To post photos of a girl's body

Being carried across the room

Out of the way