Wednesday, November 23, 2011

A Poem About American Dream


Founded by leaders with escalating hopes

This land would flourish with new ideals

Enriched, people reflect on the experiences they wrote

And in the eyes of many, this dream became real

However, my parents did not see America as a dream

But more of an opportunity to renew their life

With a torn past of war and violence, they must mend the seam

Lost and confused, they search, escaping from grasp of strife

Once a blank canvas, they paint the new reality of life before them

The past is swept away by the social current, and they move on

From the depths of hardships, their lives blossomed with a stable stem

And before them their children stand, the just from all the wrong.

The dream that was planted in the minds of so many remained a reality

My parent’s perspective strayed from business, and the success came through our eyes

And our realization of this dream was strengthened by our parent’s vitality

Through my own aspirations, my parents will helps me to rise

This dream that changed so many lives, seems to be unappreciated

Our generation takes life for granted and complain about minor issues

Many don’t realize the opportunities our country has created

And it is time we realize what we must achieve, and what is true

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