The land of dreams,
Land of opportunity,
Created upon the ideals of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
Washington mutilated a defenseless cherry tree,
He did it without his father’s permission,
And with no thought to how this would hurt the land,
Or hurt his family,
But it was okay,
Just as long as he did not lie about it,
It was fine.
Maybe this is the American Dream,
The price of progress,
To pursue happiness,
By stomping on the little guy,
Or mutilating the defenseless cherry tree.
Disorganized and distracted,
Demons and dragons,
Have turned into Walmarts and McDonalds,
Chivalry is dead,
The price of progress.
In this world of limitless splurges,
And wavering markets,
Where greed is king,
And morals are thrown on the back burner,
There is the American Dream,
The American Destiny,
Destined to be controlled by the tides,
For all of our lives.