The promise of American Pie

One great nation under the will of God

Oh I remember the days

of the promise of American Pie

and the times you could reach the skies

But the dreamer's have died

and the nay sayers said no

to the dreamer's of American pie

With Ice Cream some cherry pie

For that was the way I seen America

In the days of Green Meadows

and perfect fields of grain

Flowing corn fields

and an America held together by the Union

Workers so strong in their numbers

But bought by Corruption

In the ranks I said no thanks

But It was Union or no work

You bought your way in

Paid for your job

to the union leaders

on the take

So you wouldn't be considered so late

That was in the year of the Buck

when it used to be strong

and was respected around the world

It meant something on the world market

It was tops upon other world currency

But time has slipped way for unions

and the union trust not much going on now days

Public cries out for justice

and gets none Labor back to the bottom of the barrel once again some old song and dance

Labor gets a boot in the pants

World markets surge

Public cries out for more

greed expressed in the news reports

the world can be turned on its head in a minute

By fake news

Giving the people the will of no hope

for the world has been doped

with fake news they are choking on their oats

The American pie is not spread to the masses

Some try a short cut to get their piece of the pie

American Pie not as good as it once was

Inflation and many generations have wasted it away what more can I say.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right my friend. Old dreams seem deflated and forgotten. Powerful and worthwhile shared my friend.
Coyote

[wordman]

the greedy ate it ! as we watch