Car Seats and Carpet Bombs

I'm currently taking a course called Religion and the American Way and so I've been thinking a lot about what that means. The following is a poem on some recent thoughts of mine...
 
So let me tell you a little bit about the country that I'm from. 
We manufacture car seats and carpet bombs. 
We talk of peace in the middle east and the bomb bomb bomb of Iran.
We fight Taliban bullet with American bullet but combat Taliban education with American missile.   
We have policies like No Child Left behind that leave many children behind. 
We balk at the "drug problem" of our cities and ignore the drug cause of our suburbs.
We say 'give me your poor, your huddled masses" and then give them right back.
We ask for safety from our fears and then fear for our safety.
We pay for homeland security that ensures that we never feel secure at home.
We ask for cheap goods at a great cost. 
We are divided over pro-life and over how long pro-life is.
We espouse Pax Americana and forget Jesus died by Pax Romana.
We ask for a Christ professing leader but find weakness in a Christ following leader.
We pray that God blesses America, but never ask that America bless God.
We trade Lamb for Bull.
We manufacture Car Seats and Carpet Bombs.
And we are a nation of contradiction.