Give me back my chains

​Give me back my chains
so again most people go to hell,
though not my people

Give me back my chains
where you are man enough
or the class joke

Give me back my chains
where the russians are my enemy

Give me back my chains
where only white guys
get to be quarterback

Give me back my chains
where a square meal
includes a dead corner

Give me back my chains
where the last word
is always daddy’s

Give me back my chains
where if you weren’t born here,
there’s something wrong with you

Give me back my chains
where a woman’s body
is only on loan from men
not in her control

Give me back my chains
where the American
is my way or the highway

Give me back my chains
where there is no connection between me
and the polar ice cap, dude.

Give me back my chains
where you only get one gender, live with it

Give me back my chains
where if you die in the wrong skin
or wrong country it’s news
but doesn’t matter

Give me back my chains
where what I throw away
is someone else’s problem

Give me back my chains
where I made a dollar
and tough luck for you, lazy

Give me back my chains
where you are stuck with whatever
brain you came with

Give them all back
I want to stare at them
Look at their rusty links
pile them up

And then in a white heat
melt them into a flowing river
sinking back into the

Author: Paul Stokstad

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