The American Pipe Dream..

money makes the world go round

we're being pulled down

not making a sound

little lost children, waiting to be found

not knowing

no ones looking for you

praying and wishing some day you'll pull through

sliding downhill with nothing to cling to

don't be a fool, no one will be there to help you

no one will even notice

just one less survivor,

one less reminder

that the world's turned to s**t

everyone is too busy collecting their little bit

cause money makes the world go round

how true it sounds..

but how

is this what we have found

LIFE should revolve around

doesn't anyone care?

isn't anyone scared?

am I the only one

hurting for every person who isn't spared?

who doesn't have what they need

to be

anything more than a pipe dream..

Author's Note

wrote two of these poems years ago and was never satisfied with either so I decided to cut, paste and combine the two.. I still am not 100% constructive criticism welcome!

Reviews

[Jackie]

Let me assure you that you ARE NOT the only one. I see and totally agree. This place is not what it's perceived to be. Continue writing. Maybe go ahead check out mine. It's much appreciated! :-)

[A.marie.speaks]

Thank you! Good to know I am not alone. I will definitely check your writing out

[Paavana Varma]

Wonderful work, I especially loved the last stanza! Thank you for sharing...

[A.marie.speaks]

thank you!

[alifeacoustic]

No, youre not the only one. We glory in the American dream, but for those that slip through the cracks, there is no old glory, just the nightmare. Beautiful and touching words, for those not heard. This touched me and wanted me to be better. Better at understanding and compassion. Thank you.

[A.marie.speaks]

Thanks for reading! I wanted to solve all the world's problems as most teenagers do at the time I wrote these.. but now as an adult it seems the odds are stacked much heavier than I initially thought..still trying to keep the hope and inspire others to do the same.

[HippieSoulPunx]

Very hard-hitting and full of truth. The sad reality is many people don't care if it doesn't affect them. It's easy to forget the faces of the dead, the dying or the suffering on the news, and go about our lives. It's easy to accept that some people suffer, and we can't do anything about it. Most people never get to their American dream, because it caters only to the few that are close enough to reach it in the first place. A very raw dose of reality in the form of poetry, I loved reading this!

[A.marie.speaks]

Thank you for reading. So happy you loved to read it! It's a tough and touchy subject that seems so inevitable, uncontrollable but hopefully one day there will be a solution...