Prose and Cons[truction]: “An American Dream Under Destruction”
My House; My Castle
Crumbling on cue
As piece, by piece
All comfort; Consumed
My halls; My doors
With window panes fall
My stairs; My walls
Recede with it all
As for those of whom
Securely it kept
The cracking increased
With our lack of respect
So brick, by brick
And stone upon stone
The timbers were split
Smashing our home
Rolling and playing
It lingers around
Regret in the dust
Of debris pummeled ground
Recounting the loss
This Love, Hope, and Crown
Of My Home, My Castle...
I swiftly tore down.
(2014)
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