American city, your roads make me gasp,
Hold my breath with cancerous anxiety.

Your sidewalks,
Ancient ruins of time passed: A failed optimism for Utopian desire:
A house, a yard, a car for every person.

Now derelict, termite infested, but rented.
Chlorinated chemical water runs through rusted, moldy spickets to
Rinse pesticide seasoned vegetables.
And yet they remain so tasteless.

But who cares?
Suburban middle class zombies?
Created with media placed propaganda.
Born and inoculated with DisneypepsiMccocacola ideologies.

Oh Wal-Mart,
how we love your homogenized Chinese products.
Oh America,
how we love your multi-million dollar cathartic films,
They bring my mind to no place and inspire nothing.

Your theme park inspired retail caters to any identity I desire:
I am a professional,
My wallet lined with the best credit cards,
SUV, Hummer, Super boat, designer label, mall bought,
bleached teeth smile, with slick greasy hair style.

I'm cool, I pay for the gas.
Beep your horn, and rev your engine.
We are at war with each other.
Everyone get out of my way: road rage lifestyle: compete or die.

Big screen television dream.
Bought it at Target.

Open my cupboard: Macaroni and Cheese, delicious.
Ambian, Prozac, antibiotic, Listerine.

Collagen bovine beauty:
Manicure, pedicure, dye and wax

Acrylic nails, hair extensions
And silicone sacs.

Oh, American city
How we want to steal your money and **** your blood.
Chop your trees and cement your grass.
American city you are dead.

We all love to speak
to hear ourselves
more than others
what about the mute
do they think
in your voice

Would there be a day when all
four seasons turned into summer?
Would that be the only time when
you believed in the word "forever"?
As you lay your head on my shoulder
I see your eyes close into slumber;
the love from my heart starts to spill over.

On the first summer we spent together,
you asked me if my love would ever waver;
you asked if you wanted to roam the world,
would i choose to be your guardian angel.

On the first summer we spent together,
i told you that my love would never waver;
i told you that we would roam the world,
and i would always be your guardian angel.

You don't need to compare yourself with others;
In my heart you are the most beautiful summer.
Even when the seasons change, i am always here
loving you, embracing you, this summer and forever.

(c) Ronnie Ng, 2011