We Are The American Dream! Poem by Michael Gale

I am an American citizen, always right...
Like our cars that drive on the right side,
of the road, both directions divided by lines
of painted strips, that are colored, white.

I am that car, that only travels in the
direction, that is right...
I hug the road, that is my awe
inspiring, might.

I keep moving to the rhythm
of freedom's sound, , that's
always, heard as being, right...
For liberty and freedom, will
I always fight.

I never go off, into the wrong direction...
I can always, of lies and deceit, have
an automatic sensing, force of detection.

We Americans, believe only in God,
and all things fair....
We Americans have a natural and
care free, artistic, flair.

We Americans, really do care...
We like to help out others,
we can unselfishly, share.

We are not flighty...
We are of God, The Almighty.

We invent things for the
betterment of man...
We do this, only because
we care, and we can.

We reach out to other countries
with a hand that is always helping...
We do not curse, and keep on
yelling and shout, and keep up the
loud yelping.

We will, again, in the future near...
Lead the World, in freedom's
forth coming, and reject all
of the Communistic ways, and
unforeseeable, evil fear.

The Bald Eagle, will again,
once more, soar...
That will be our legend, our
undeniable, often heard,
American, folk lore.

We will lead the free world,
once again...
Our values, to the death, will
we defend.

No longer will we tolerate
the Taliban, and other, cruel
regimes...
We'll self publish,
world freedom and
liberty like imaged magazines.

We'll once and for all,
be seen as Freedom's bell...
To be rung and heard,
for ever, for all to see, and tell.