Very Bad Archive
American Dream
Justin W. Grover
the perfect home
they all feel perfectly alone
there’s the drunken dad
who’s always getting mad
at the honestly cheating mom
she puts out with utmost aplomb
their loose little blonde daughter
in a bathroom stall they’ve caught her
on her knees praying for love
to reverend represents the lord above
and then there’s the sleeping child
all day long he’s gone wild
at night swallows purple pills
they’re just enough to cure his ills
the american dream
not always what it seems
the perfect picket fence
dispense with the pretense
it’s time to turn off the set
there’s so much more to get
but they can’t avert their eyes
from television and it’s lies
led to believe in what they perceive
don’t believe the truth if you please
it’s in the way that life’s been raised
do everything possible for the praise
where else can the perfect family turn
to let their creative passions burn
a place where they might find
a door to open the rest of their mind
their american dream
not always what it seems
Justin W. Grover has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Justin W.'s terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Justin W.'s latest works: