When The Truth Is........

There is no place like America
It is not hot like Manila

The parks are bigger and
Clean
The food is cheap and
The snow is smooth
To my cheeks

I like the work here
In dollars I earn

I like Disneyland and
Las Vegas

I like the independent lifestyle here

*(when the truth is he misses
the Philippines, the paradise, the maids who
cook for her, the tropical weather, the
easy lifestyle, & he has yet to earn more
money in the US to pay off his debts home)

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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