Something I thought about during a 4th of July parade. It's a little over dramatic, though.
Each float,
each vestige in the parade of patriotism,
is powered by a motive of non-altruism.
One by one,
slowly slinking by on their route of creed,
each unknowingly gripped by greed.
They use this day,
under a candy-covered, flag-smothered veil,
to simply advertise the next big sale.
This country,
a place of brotherhood among free men,
is being ruled by those with the gems.

