Eric Cockrell


Fake Dreams! - Poem by Eric Cockrell

snowflakes coming,
Christmas, and what it's become.
a mad rush to Walmart,

a fight for the deal....
too many lights, too many adds,
credit cards and borrowed diamonds....

plastic Jesus's 'neath plastic trees!
and all the while the soup kitchen
struggles to keep up....

the shelters already full....
and the homeless walk the streets.
young men dying overseas,

young men and women dying on our streets...
a boy waits in his cell
for a card that wont come....

old people shiver without heat,
the food stamps run out.....
the bankers get their bonuses,

the kids in the project go without.....
and i'm sick of the whole damned thing,
fake America, fake freedom,

fake lights, fake dreams!

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  • (11/30/2011 12:28:00 PM)


    I know what you mean. Great poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 30, 2011


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