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~Midnight Rose~

~Midnight Rose~

American Dream

To America

If you could be
any person you
wanted to be
who would that
person be?
 
Would you be the
single mother of
three with no food
on the table?
 
The wife with
a drunken husband
at home waiting to
beat her again?
 
Would you be the
father who never
sees his kids because
work keeps him away?
 
Would yoube the
man who got
fired and now
can’t tell his wife?
 
Of course not
but this is
what we call the
American Dream
 
We don’t see our
families, get beat,
we’re poor, and
we’re scared
 
I don’t know
about you but this
seems more like a
nightmear than
a dream
 
So what is
your dream? Love,
freedom, prosparity,
peace, and kindness?
 
Then YOU must
fight for this
American Dream
YOU must push forward

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