Chris Lane

Sams Book - Poem by Chris Lane

Sams book has many pages.
So many in fact
It may lead to an International Crisis of the mind.

Large mansions have many rooms
Piled high with lost words and good intentions
Not all mansions are in the Deep South.

Yet: the good times roll, the Dream is for export.
Many in the western world were spoon-fed
The dream was not of conquest, but of Ideology.

For some: Dreams turn to nightmares
For others ideals, even idols.
Dreams, dreams are open for analysis.

Comments about Sams Book by Chris Lane

  • (11/20/2008 8:18:00 PM)

    super and thought provoking...........well penned (Report)Reply

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  • (10/25/2008 1:48:00 PM)

    In an original way, interesting image, ambiguous nuances … 10 (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 22, 2011

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