Land of the Free

Land of the free:
Global incarceration king.
In cell blocks sea to C,
You can hear it ring.

Building prisons furiously,
While their choirs sing
Of forgiveness, so spuriously;
Contradiction is their thing.

Maximum sentence screamers,
Oh, look how they're scared:
Their opulence in streamers,
Their lies and cheats be bared.

Surely they are dreamers,
The wealthy who are spared.
Always their false demeanors
Betray they've never cared.