be it a Texan star-beam or Route 66 broken umbrellas or sarsaparilla sugarcane or Korbel champagne nylon stockings & neon signs driving you insane drive-throughs & diners motels & Hell's Angels on motorcycles Lousiana swamps San Francisco lights Mississippi River jazz men cowboys & hobos Fred Astaire moments Oh my America I lost you forever out of sight wings clipped drugged-up losing my voice shouting for freedom losing my love yet America, I still sing of you & your sidewalks & Wizard of Oz hurricanes all that I've read of in books since when do you not want Mad dreamers reconsider give me back my dreams don't let them wither please let me breathe in your freedom please let me in I'm a Believer
A poem based on true personal experiences of what it's like to forever lose visa rights to the place of your dreams following being detained against your will in hospital under Section3 of the Mental Health act.