Friday, December 7, 2012

American Reality



American Reality

Is this the American dream?
Food lines around the block
Families run out of their homes
Tent cities destroyed and rebuilt
Children living in cars
People begging on the streets
The elderly digging for pennies
To find enough to buy their dinner
A nightly can of generic dog food
While the rich eat their prime cut filet
And sleep in nice soft beds
They take their billion dollar bonuses
Never looking around at real life
They pass the poor, the children and the elderly
Not even taking the time to look at them
We starve and struggle just to live
They live the American dream
We sit, pray and hope
For just a second of the American dream
Instead of living the American nightmare

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