America Oh America!

I remember when we read the poem America by: Tony Hoagland in class, I fell in love with it because it was so true! When he says, “I am asleep in America too.” I agreed as well, I’m not saying that we live in a bad place just that I wish I saw more cultural appreciation. Not where as he describes, “Whose walls are made of Radio Shacks and Burger Kings, and MTV episodes, Where you can’t tell the show from the commercials.” My favorite part is when he is talking about his dream with his father in it, “It was not blood but money, That gushed out of him, bright green hundred-dollar bills, Spilling from his wounds, and—this is the weird part--, He gasped, “Thank god—those Ben Franklins were Clogging up my heart--…”” I enjoyed it because is describes how money takes over us and makes us different, it can also warn the possessiveness and deadliness of money.