His American Dream
by Lord R.e. Taylor
He always tried to be good
The kind of man he knew he should be
He worked hard all of his life
Married the only woman he ever loved
And raised his kids the way he should
That all ended one spring evening
His world collapsed in around him
He lost everything that meant him anything
Now he sleeps under a leaky bridge
Beaten and robbed every night
Yet, he has never given up
He still believes in the American dream
Even if it doesn’t believe in him
© Poem – X/IV/MMXXIII
LRET
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