American Dream Poetry

In This Gary Hess poem it talks about how the american dream is tearing apart the country. It tells how those who are achieving this dream are doing so at any cost no matter who it hurts, as long as they get what they want and we need to change this to save our country. This is good to put in the website due to it being able to put the dream into check and show what’s actually happening. Here is the Poem:

What kind of world is it today
When love for our country
Is tearing us apart
When love for our country
Is taking our freedoms
When love for our country
Is killing our children

So much wrong with the world today
So much can be done
The states need to help those in need
And stop hurting the ones who bleed

Differences between our nations
Are not as great as it seems
We are all hungry
And need to breathe

Countries with growing poverty and hunger
Need our help more than ever
Spend money not on oil
Not on weapons to kill
Spend the money on food
Spend the money to cure cancer
Spend the money to cure aids

We can do this
All we need is to help
Cure the hatred
Instead of pleasing our greed

In the next poem it speaks of the American dream because it tells how it is what everybody desires whether you are rich or poor and how its a dream made a reality by many. It goes on to tell about how not every persons is the same but it’s relatively close. This represents the idea that the website is trying to give very well due to its imagery and explanations. Here is that very poem:

It is the American Dream
What we all strive for and imagine
Indouble-wide trailers to double-wide mansions
In sprouting lakes of fake fish.
Nothing captures its essence
Unbound by time or dust or rot
The thingswe cherish still are lovingly patted
And brought through thecenturies.

It is more than a dream now
It's a reality that the millionshave made
Our heart and soul builds the heaven on earth.
A refuge for thesick,
And a shelter for the needy,
It is everything we desire.

Inthe cherry trucks and laughing children
To indolent teenagers with smokecircling
We see our dream and the actuality
It may not be perfect, but itis our heaven
And so disillusioned we conjure forth our hope.

In thepicket fences we see our childhood
In the sky we see our adulthood
And inthe middle we see our life.
Suspended, but not contained,
It is the dreamthat wakes within us all.

This final Ivy Poem relates to the American dream because it is talking about the path one must take to get to the dream. It says how in order to achieve the American dream, one must work hard and do things they don’t want to do but must. This belongs on the website because unlike others, it talks about what its like to achieve the American dream and not what the dream is.

so this is where all the dreaming takes me
to a cold, empty reality
with sleep still in my eyes
shivering, confused, I must’ve overslept
now it’s time to wake up
one last yawn, then face the lies
I’m barefoot and the streets are rough
paved with broken glass
but that’s okay
’cause the land is flowing
with milk and honey
bread and butter
and justice
if you just keep on going ...