The American Dream
Is losing steam
It’s time to apprise
Revise and realize
Forget anger and division
Seek a new vision
Skip the white picket fences
Let’s come to our senses
Remember the dove
It’s a symbol of love
Let’s heal not hate
So much is at stake

We are free but there is no freedom
When we live in fear
We crawl into the cage of our making
Pushed in by the hand of panic
And locked with terror
The bars are made of trembling dread
We wait for someone to let us out
Never realizing we hold the key

Outside she is all smiles and blue skies

Inside her soul is a raging storm

A hurricane of hurt

A tornado of terror

A monsoon of madness

Heaven help the day she releases her tempest

She’ll destroy everyone and everything in her path

He runs a finger down her spine

And a hand up her thigh

Her heart screams No

While her body begs for more

She’s caught between agony and ecstasy

The value of her purity worthless

As her desires eclipse virtue

He smiled, thinking he’d hit payday

It wasn’t until years later he realized nothing came cheap

The contours of her chaos cost him too much

And his windfall spiraled into a deficit he wasn’t willing to pay