The Litany of Our Reform
I go to work.
I go home.
Living life’s litany,
My dream sits alone.
The man you see,
Though I live it
Is not the man I want to be.
Funny thing is: I often ask why.
Not funny – admitting you lived a lie.
So I quit my job today . . . and . . . and . . .
And the litany continues:
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Isn’t it obvious?
He had nowhere else to go.
So I sent a note to President Obama,
“Welcome to America – where dreams defer.”
Socialism is a raisin set to explode
And it doesn’t “crust and sugar over.”
It sadly just explodes.
Copyright © Tin Nguyen | Year Posted 2010
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