American Am I

They say we are the wealthiest place to live and thrive,
but even where we live it is hard to survive.
Capitalism at its crest and peek,
will take everything and leave nothing for the meek.
We are the ones that will seek the highest profit and keep it for our own,
but in the world we live in I fear we are alone.
Others say we are blinded by greed and fat on our own waist,
but they judge us in haste.
I agree we want more for what we do,
but we are conditioned to be like this just like you.
We have our families that we want to succeed,
in this world of our in constant knowledge and greed.
We had experienced a loss at 911 that was to be our test,
but now you know we are as weak as the rest.
I think you need to realize the pain we constantly share,
and the fact is we really should care.
How can you feel for others when you know one way of life,
please tell me how to help others in their strife.
If we take the time to see past our own little place,
then maybe we could come face to face.
I am an American and I know this to be true,
and I cry and bleed just like you.
My blood spills and flows like all the rest,
and even we nurture our children from a mother’s breast.
I will listen to you if you hear me out,
for only if we work together in this world could human kind remain stout.

Written By
Robert Lee Niswander
Copyright 2004