Every day is a struggle Not to cry To fall to our knees And ask God why. The economy is a nightmare Chasing away our dreams Leaving us hungry Crying out for a means. Jobs have been cut Dwindling money so tight The war is on To keep our hope in sight. Food to clothes And simple school supplies Every where you look The money cries. The once simple things Now have a luxurious price The list of necessities Must face a slice. Staycations are in Vacations are out Even retirement Travels a different route. The economy has sunk Like a wounded ship As the color of green Loses its grip. Everyday is a struggle Just to survive The American dream We labor to revive.
Posted on: Thu, 31 Jul 2014 19:59:14 +0000
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