The Insidious Lie of the American Dream

T’was the night before MayDay and all through the land

Every worker left stranded held a vote in their hand

When all of the town bell towers struck thirteen

The people all realized the lie of an American dream

For dreams can be hopeful and dreams can turn bad

Dreams can make us happy, but most of all sad

The people with the money took everything they could

The cash and the jewelry, people’s minds and scrap wood

The rot and decay from the waste the rich left

The poor had to recycle and carry off the heft

Even elders were stripped of all they had built

The fat giant nation had been robbed to the hilt

All of the king’s horses and all of the king’s men

Left America for dead; walked off shouting “Amen”


Thanks to Shin Sekai Yori for the “impression”

About danaj33

writer * department chair of Broadcast Electronic Media Arts and audio faculty at City College of San Francisco * music composer and producer * always in discovery mode, learning, living, loving, and laughing.
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