American Dream

By Anonymous

 

He works 12 hours a day

He barely sees his kids

He works overtime shift

He barely gets sleep

 

His wife only sees him at night

Only he can handle himself

His back is as sore as a grandpa

And yet never complains about it

 

It’s like a cycle everyday

It never reaching its stopping point

It’s like living nightmare

It never reaches its limits

 

From when he ran through the desert

From when he jumped a 10 foot fence

From when he had children

To this day the future is in his hands