It Was all a Trick of the Light

It was all a trick of the light,

American exceptalism running extreme,

It was all a trick of the light,

Sun soaked land of my dreams,

You're the land they all dream to be,

Through honey soaked streets you are free,

But it was all a trick of the light you see,

Marketers run mad with glee,

Perhaps we were never really free.

Reviews

[Richard🖌]

Well, Jessica,
I'll have to wholeheartedly agree.
Anytime a kid lacking talent, the way Justin Bieber did, can be turned into an upstart musical billionaire, speaks tomes to the power suggestive advertising wields over the susceptible American public.
And, that's but one of literally tens of thousands of examples.
In every home, on every street, the pie-in-the-sky fallacy is promoted, luring even the unsuspecting wary from all corners of the globe to the land of the free.

Way to spiel it, Sylvia … powerful stuff, indeed! It's sooo refreshing to see you're not just another pretty face with a fancy pen.

I needed that honest shot in the arm to keep me awake and thinkin'.
Thanks, Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard : )

[Jessica]

You know I never considered another interpretation of this poem, I played around with the word marketers and then decided to go with it. The poem is about how when we are kids we are tricked into this idea of the American dream but it's all a lie. I think that poetry should be interpreted by the reader as well. Poems are like little children that go out into the world, and become something completely different than what you expected to someone else. Thank you for the comment. :)

[Richard🖌]

Ha-hah!
I never was any good at interpreting, Sylvia, but even I should have figured that out.
I reread every word and line … it makes perfect sense, just the way you meant it to.

Good stuff, Dear Poetess! ⁓ RJ 😏