The Grip On the American Dream
Are there efforts so bleak?
Grumbling stairways and windows that need paint
Utility bills comes first and food for the meek
That’s what they’ve become striving each day
Mortgage rates hit there high
Forcing families to leave there homes and stray
Forecloses no longer a thing of the past
Boarded up windows and signs on the laws
Greedy banks handing out amounts so vast
Now they tighten their grip on working folks
First they part with their phone or cable TV
Next they’ve lost their heat and their homes go up in smoke
Now home fires are on the raise
Unheated they put blankets over doors
Caught on fire from the use of space heaters and there surprised
It’s a domino effect didn’t anyone see
How greed and keeping up with the Jones
Made America be so in need
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