The mad rantings of Moisst's favorite Uncle.
Original poem by Uncle Kenny. Taken from Issue Two.
THE AMERICAN DREAM
Is this what you asked for?
Working your ass off for someone else’s dream?
You have the “American Dream” in return and aren’t you lucky.
How does your ass feel?
Sitting on that couch, or maybe having that big black dog bite it.
Biting your ass!!!!!!!!!!!!! Is this what you dreamed of as a child?
Thought of as “cool” as an adolescent?
Maybe you should just accept God.
That will make your pathetic life acceptable, tolerable, and bearable.
Are you tired everyday?
Worn out like an old trail horse or a business man.
Shame on you, for lying to yourself for suppressing that voice inside.
That screamed for freedom, for adventure, for eternal youth.
Do what your expected and shut your fucking mouth.
You no longer posses strength or beauty.
Your average, dull, and obvious.
*If this poem doesn’t apply to you please disregard*
Working your ass off for someone else’s dream?
You have the “American Dream” in return and aren’t you lucky.
How does your ass feel?
Sitting on that couch, or maybe having that big black dog bite it.
Biting your ass!!!!!!!!!!!!! Is this what you dreamed of as a child?
Thought of as “cool” as an adolescent?
Maybe you should just accept God.
That will make your pathetic life acceptable, tolerable, and bearable.
Are you tired everyday?
Worn out like an old trail horse or a business man.
Shame on you, for lying to yourself for suppressing that voice inside.
That screamed for freedom, for adventure, for eternal youth.
Do what your expected and shut your fucking mouth.
You no longer posses strength or beauty.
Your average, dull, and obvious.
*If this poem doesn’t apply to you please disregard*
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