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I Dreamed of America
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Unpublished pieces I dreamed of America.
It was a nightmare.
Guns and guns, and everywhere guns.
Voices shouting in fortress cities.
Civilians hiding behind their iron bars.
I dreamed of America.
I saw the cancer it had become.
Spreading its influence
like cockroaches
burrowing in the walls.
Flinging its immoralities
like snakes
fleeing the knife.
I dreamed of America.
Of their armies invading one
Innocent country after another.
Of their deceptions designed
to enhance their
corporations.
I dreamed of America.
I felt their terrorist actions
in my mind.
And in dreaming of the evil empire,
I found I was glad I
was not an American.
I watched the news
on American corruption,
and
thanked God I was
not living in that
morally depraved
Where are the heroes that will
once again attack the evil empire
that America is?
Erecting another step
on the stairway to
freedom from
American imperialism.
I dreamed of America.
In my dream,
I saw it fading
away.
Watch me as I dance
on the grave of
the stars and stripes.
I pray your dream never comes
I pray your dream never comes true....
I have this dream...
Only I live inside the belly of the beast. You might remember my poem A New Trend from when I was signed up under a different name.
Always enjoy reading you...
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