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The Shattered American Dream


Jeff Zod enjoys classical poetry. He enjoys reading poetry from great historical poets as well as modern poets.

The phantom rose from the depths of her mind, all she heard was a hiss,

All her dream ships were once wrecked by the acuate rocks of reality by life;

In her fantasy isles of insanity, her barketines raced into port, canvas billowing, and winds whistling through the masts.

Two kids, a dog, and a house with a picket fence was all she ever wanted;

Someone to share her love with, someone to hold her hand;

Loneliness became her bane, like an animal that was forever hunted.

The American Dream was lost forever in the labyrinth of a dark abyss;

She resented the day she said, ‘I do’ and became a wife;

For richer, for poorer she had sworn to stay by his side and love him in heart of hearts.

© 2019 Jeff Zod


Jeff Zod (author) from Nairobi on February 20, 2019:

Hi Pamela,

The American Dream has its highest ideal as happiness. Happiness is relative. I can be happy with a million dollars or just eating a meal with family and friends. We were bought the Dream and were sold lies. No one can really make you happy. Money can not make you happy. Happiness comes from deep within.

Jeff Zod (author) from Nairobi on February 20, 2019:

Hi Liz,

I am very grateful that you learned a new word. This poem was inspired by Dale Carnegie's books. I think he is one of the greatest philosophers ever.

The American Dream is just a fantasy for most people.

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on February 20, 2019:

This poem makes you think about happiness, as it is on the dark side. Do we need this particular American dream to be happy? I know some think so, but I think that is changing. I believe happiness can be a decision.

Liz Westwood from UK on February 20, 2019:

This is an evocative and thought-provoking poem. I also learned a new word, 'acuate'.

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