Abraham, Martin, John

Bush, Obama, and Saddam

My voice had become useless

Disturbing a power induced reality

When talking in my sleep

Dreams of you burning in effigy

Toppling your bronze image

Water boarded me tortuously

As my eyes rolled back in my head

To a time when I was the hero

In charge of my own destiny

Forgiving my inappropriate ellipses…

You should know Mr. President

Men like me cling to the American Dream

T.S. 2010 ©