" Our New Community Concept Living"

The American dream, a dream come true
To retire, to finally relax
To own your home,
He sat with happy thoughts
At his new patio
A dog day afternoon
One Hundred degrees plus
Old Major, his best friend
For fifteen years, a German Shepherd
Slowly walked over to him
Collasped, exhasutedly, by his feet
Ok buddy, said his master
I'll fix your lunch. and be done.

He walks away
Thoughts still circulating, in his head
Boy! am I lucky
Bought a new home
In a gated community
What a great new concept
"Live bordering the wilderness"
To mingle with nature
As it unfolds, it's secrets
So. hawked the developers,
Sales persons and builders.

As he was mixing, the dog food
At a distance, He thought he heard
A wounded dog, yelping
Thought nothing of it
Continue to vision his dreams
All his new house options
Were being honored
He was, as happy
As a pig eating shit.

No more hustle, rat race
Rushing and running for a bus
No more police,
Fire and Ambulance sirens
Constantly blurring
No more emergency dial
He had selected and paid extra
For a plot over looking, the wilderness
Behind his property
It was contracted, that section
Will forever stay natural
Where nature, will unfold herself.

When he returned, to feed his dog
Only the rear half of Major
Laid in a pool of blood
As he caught sight
Of a twenty foot rouge Alligator
Lumbering back to the swamp
The hell, that spat him out
Within the grasp, of his massive jaws
Was the front half of Major
Limped as a wet rag
As the monster slowly returned
To the natural Swamp
"His Piece Of The American Pie."

By: William Bonilla
2/06/04