Social Justice Poetry

On Public School Slime | A Social Justice Poem by Scott Thomas Outlar

Oh, come on now,
who doesn’t like
a little genetically modified,
pesticide sprayed,
herbicide laced,
fried pile of
high fructose slop
disguised as food
and plopped
on their lunch plate?

How can you have any pudding
if you don’t eat your meat?

Only the best
for our kids –
after all,
We’re Number One!
(with a bullet
and an empire)

Now stop complaining,
stand up straight,
stare at the flag,
place hand over heart,
and pledge your allegiance
to God and country.

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