Foreigners

There is no American Dream

But maybe if we bang our heads

Against this ceiling long enough

We can scrounge up a living in the dent we made

While the crumbling paint and plaster 

Powder our face white

Reviews

[Suzy Hazelwood]

Harsh realities of this world - very good! There is no dream in Britain either or anywhere else, all grand illusions. There are things that are worth something, but you have to spend a long time looking.

[Sesame]

Hello Ink,

Nice little poem, good contrast between dream and harsh reality. Good balance between the cynical and the positive.

Regards, Sesame

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[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is metaphorically intense...that crumbling paint and plaster, sort of like our crumbling society...
and we are left in a deteriorating room of broken dreams barely eeking out an existence.