America The Beautiful
A van pulled up to the curb
The man offered Susie a sucker
She got inside, he slit her throat
And added her to the pile.
A boy stands on the corner
A teen with a street-worn face
A glock in his waist, rocks in his pocket
My, don’t they grow up fast?
She stood trembling in the dingy room
Taking off her skimpy clothes
It was over in seconds, the money all there
Back she goes to the corner.
He worked hard at the office all day
Came home and dinner wasn’t ready
Grabbed her hair, hit her three times
Disappeared to the bar with his buddies.
He looks at the needle in question
Decides to give it a try
Just a little pinprick, eternal sleep begins
Some risks just aren’t worth taking.
She kneels in front of the pew
Looks up at the gleaming cross
Parts the robe, swallows the soul
Receives the Father’s blessing.
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