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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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