Poet Peter-Charles Rainmaker Seaton’s uncle Sam
“uncle Sam” is a satirical look at the United States of America and how it’s run —
it’s a poem about how people historically have been feeding the animal called Capitalism.
uncle Sam
uncle Sam is my grandfather
the Nazi’s are my first cousin
I am deep in this bitch like oil
been trading arms to underdeveloped countries got the
monopoly on diamonds told generals
to chop off arms and they would get more arms
I see their children as dollar signs
I put the politician in pimp got whole governments
on a hoe stroll let me tell you a little bit about my history
I was born in murder spread across waters tattooed
genocide on my neck
I am fiend for the green Napoleon said everything my eyes
look upon is mine
and imperial civilization that was savaged to its subjects
and I have introduced every disease from the black plague
to syphilis because in my line of work if nobody ain’t screaming
I ain’t earning if bodies ain’t hitting the floor my bottom line ain’t flying
went to the church and bought Jesus now I am holy with capitalism
got a boost when Rwanda became a payday
Hitler told me to finish my breakfast
so I bombed the towers, people needed to be reminded
that I got the end of the world at my fingertips
breathing destruction when I whispered slavery in Columbus’ ear
it paid off so well I am still tweaking it to this day
sit back and watch you run as I flick ashes on the skull and bones
in my ashtray
my name is America or if you prefer the thirteen colonies
my hands are in everything I got bankrolls in flesh
peace to me is starvation
war makes the money
and I am an expert at playing on your insecurities all I see is
dumb and dumber
old money in this spot
I can buy your soul a thousand times over and still have change left
to give you a job
see it’s simple I give the world just enough to survive but never
enough to change their condition and I got the bible working in
overdrive because belief is a cash cow
cash your hard-earned dollars in on salvation
I got a mansion underneath the Vatican one way or the other
it all comes back to me you can slave for forty years or you can pay
for forty years
I keep people hungry so I can build more prisons
backed the dollar with lies so gold could be obsolete
see I got secret societies I don’t have to be diplomatic
democracy is just my storefront but I am manufacturing pure
grad[e] a world domination
stopped the international news from getting in
saturated you with reports on gang violence and Britney
cut school funding because it doesn’t make me any money if our children
are smart
I need people in debt around me so I can leverage their situation
to my benefit
got tired of doing all this by myself so I birthed big business
now we all keep the money between us only the strong survive
only the cold-hearted lives to another sunrise
and the criminals at the bottom got nothing on the criminals
at the top
just look at our health care system
our social security system
been this way since the Indians been telling you there is nothing
you can do to stop it
showed you movies of how I get down
so you know what’s in store for you
if you try to get out
I am America baby
and I got my pimp hand on your heartstrings
so what you need to do
is do what you have always done
and bend the fuck over
Peter-Charles Rainmaker Seaton is a performance poet — he has performed nationally and internationally. For the past 21 years, he’s become a firm believer, in the fact, that sound and frequency moves mountains and lives. Rainmaker lives in New York City, a single father, with his 3 children. He is heavily involved in activism work.