I Have a Dream, Too

There are 331,449,281 people in America as of January 19, 2022. In a country so vast, yet so exclusive, the question arises. How are we all doing? Collectively, we are unsure. Because the United States of America is unimaginably large, yet so sparsely populated, to answer this question you are gauging the conditions of people so separated that they are as similar as a bird is to a fish. However, despite immediate conclusions, these people can still be understood by looking at general trends. Over the past almost three years, we have seen a gripping trend among our small population. People, although seemingly being born in the wealthiest nation, are being held from larger potential. Many live their lives, paying debts to those who it will not affect, or rather don’t know the impact. Student loans causing people to work endlessly to pay it off, housing on the rise, salaries barely moving with inflation, are all things that are bleeding our country. Yet the bleeding continues.

To grow up to work in a tedious, ever-expanding, infuriating job, where you are paid an intolerable wage, is to grow up in America.

To grow up to work in a tedious, ever-expanding, infuriating job, where you are paid an intolerable wage, is to grow up in America. To grow up on a four-year promise, to lead into four years of expectation, is to grow up in America. To grow up watching a nation flounder on the floor, while trying to hold composure, is to grow up in America. While understanding the ability that it has to change. To create a new, break down the status quo, and change the modern day is normal for us. To speak wonders towards the advancement of civilization is the foundation of our everyday life. But we, the country, keep bleeding.

The undeniable truth that all men are created equal is held by every single one of us that lives prudently. However, one can believe that they live above the equal bar set for all mankind. In response to their conviction, one must conclude on gatekeeping others from the standard of living they preserve for themselves. To live lavishly above the spectator masses is to be a gatekeeper. However, these parasites among us see this as a reasonable goal. Once the parasite has continued to develop, it will slowly grow. The parasites grow so large they take up all space and will do nothing but take from pockets of the American people.

To be born to bleed is what it means to be born in America. To bleed your brain, heart, organs, and the bone marrow that houses the essence of your life is to be born in America. I have a dream, too. I have a dream that one day, we can patch our wounds, inhibit our parasites, and restore our condition. We have proven that dreams become reality, therefore, I have a dream, too.

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2 Responses to I Have a Dream, Too

  1. 23nazarethmi says:

    This essay was a joy for me to write, as I was able to talk about things that I feel strongly about politically. I think that I lacked some direction in my writing, as I rushed a little and had a lot to say with little time to say it.

  2. 22lombardoa says:

    I love the use of repetition and metaphors to emphasize the points as it makes it clear and provides thorough explanation for readers. I think you make great points and like the fact that it is a hopeful yet criticizing piece. Overall a thoughtful and inspirational piece.

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