The American Nightmare

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How lucky can I be?

I was born in the land of the free.

Of any other place I landed here,

HE sent me here.

Sprouting more roots of a family in soil

Originally torn away from the LOCALS.

It seems there isn't a dream out of our reach.

No cares in this world have I

'Cept where I go when I die.

As long as I get what I need to survive

I'll be fine.



Growing out of old tradition

This country starts to crumble.

As I get older I realize that this just aint right.

Brittney Spears and Bill Gates know

for all His smarts, for all She shows

will be the end of this world. What is Armageddon?

Money, Sex, And Power is all that matters now.

Hard work is an endangered species somehow.

What's to become of our lives?

Technology, advancements in science-

I doubt it will end; but it will end us soon.



It's a shame I don't even want offspring.

To bring innocense into the NEW WORLD is gross to me.

Everything about this country is souless and wrong;

But we all know the REDEMPTION SONG-

"It's all I ever had".

I wouldn't like what I would become

If I stayed here forever.

All bad ties I would have to sever.

To restart a life thats comfortable,

And positive and righteous too.

I think it could be worth it.



I can't seem to find the American Dream.

It doesn't fit my style.

No longer will I fake this smile.

Too precious is the culture we lack.

My good will and history I will try to gain back.

The world, a large PLATEAU at our disposel.

I will find myself someday somewhere else.

But will it be the same as the U.S.?

AMERICAN DISEASE, a plague upon the earth.

I was born in a world that just isn't fair.

I am living the AMERICAN NIGHTMARE.





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HE = God

LOCALS = Native Americans

NEW WORLD = Sin Ridden Earth

REDEMPTION SONG = A Song By Bob Marley

     -the quote underneathe is a lyric from that song

PLATEAU = Possibilities Of Existence

AMERICAN DISEASE = Technology

AMERICAN NIGHTMARE = Deep, UnEscapable Conformity/Depression

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this poem because I hate the American Dream. I hate Brittney Spears and that damn Bill Gates because they represent all that is souless and wrong in our society today. I can't wait to leave this country and see what else this world has to offer, like culture, purpose, and strength. Technology will be the end of our existence. We will cause our own Armageddon.

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