Price Increases

A cycle of poems «Is This Your American Dream?»

Prices soaring, like a relentless tide,
Our wallets empty, we can't abide.
Groceries, gas, and rent on the rise,
A financial storm that darkens our skies.

Price increases, a cruel and relentless trend,
Squeezing our lives, bringing us to the end.
We struggle and strive, but barely keep afloat,
As the cost of living becomes an unbearable note.

Our budgets shattered, our dreams on hold,
As inflation's grip takes a devastating toll.
Savings dwindle, we fear for our future,
Trapped in a cycle that's far from pure.

The weight of the increases, a burden we bear,
Our shoulders ache, our spirits despair.
We question the system, the fairness we crave,
Why must the poor always pay the heaviest wave?

Price increases, a cruel and relentless trend,
Squeezing our lives, bringing us to the end.
We struggle and strive, but barely keep afloat,
As the cost of living becomes an unbearable note.

Some look for bargains, hunt for discounts deep,
But even then, they struggle to keep up the keep.
The rich may prosper, but the rest must strive,
To stay afloat in this economic dive.

Price increases, a cruel and relentless trend,
Squeezing our lives, bringing us to the end.
We struggle and strive, but barely keep afloat,
As the cost of living becomes an unbearable note.

We must demand change, solutions that work,
To ease the burden, lighten the weight of this irk.
Fair wages, regulation, and support we need,
To break the cycle, to sow a better seed.