For fifty years
The shining west
Broadcast the abundant dream
In films and on TV sets,
Sold their gloss of golden
Paving and streets opportune,
Livelihoods so plentifully clean:
Advertising the job lot
To the chink in the human heart
Where wishing spills out
From wanting’s germinated seed.

And now all the world desires
A piece of the unreal dream
And comes, unstoppable,
In tide of need’s imbalance.

© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015.