Buying the American Dream.

America is a puzzle.

The people are the pieces.

Pieces that come in all shapes, sizes, and colors.

Each piece is made of wood

That comes from all over.

Mexico, Canada, Poland, Germany, Japan, China and India.

Everyone trying to fit into this puzzle called America.

Everyone trying to get in a box called The American Dream.

Everyone trying to make money to buy the box.

No one realizing the box is the most unrealistic, expensive object in the world.

No one realizing the box contains less than what it's worth.

The American Dream.


This poem is about: 
My country


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