Essence Of America
© Surazeus
2018 04 09
We are the essence of America,
lost nobodies making ourselves somebodies
by crawling through oceans and across deserts,
and eating mountains to sing hymns of air
that beam rays of sunlight through broken eyes
and weave wings from nerves of our tangled hearts
so we can fly through the labyrinth of lies
and build paradise in waste land of passion.
We are the essence of America,
angel-headed hipsters with mangled hands
clawing through cement walls of arrogance
to tear down statues of oppressive men
and break chains of fear that cripple our hands,
then building trains, cars, airplanes, and starships
so we can fly tall rocket to the moon
and play chess with the Fairy Queen in Hell.
We are the essence of America,
tribes of hunters following herds of horses
from Siberia and down across Alaska
to journey singing in each sunlight valley,
high across the rocky Rainbow Mountains,
through Wakanda and corn-gold Onatah
over sun-hot Mexico to Brazil,
where we dance on pyramid of the moon.
We are the essence of America,
refugees from wars of religious faith
who sail wood ships through swirling storms of hate,
driven away by men who steal our land,
then driving the peaceful natives away
and stealing their land to make our new land
established on justice and liberty
because we are the Chosen Ones of God.
We are the essence of America,
landless sons of noble barons and dukes
who crown ourselves kings of the wilderness,
transforming wild forests into plantations
where slaves sing in gratitude for our care
while we relax in mansions with white pillars
and chat with pretty girls of poetry
who waltz with us in moonlight of desire.
We are the essence of America,
men and women captured and sold in chains
and crowded on ships that sail angry storms,
then organized to slave on huge plantations,
picking tobacco and cotton for ghosts
while singing the blues of our aching hearts
in longing for salvation of true freedom
to dance on lush shores of the golden river.
We are the essence of America,
star-eyed elves starving as potatoes rot
who flee the Emerald Isle in creaking ships
and crowd large families in brick tenements
to work in factories and grocery stores,
then riding wagons west to claim new land
and grow fields of wheat on prairies of wind,
and we dance in moonlight to fiddle tunes.
We are the essence of America,
wild boys in crowded streets of Gotham town
forming gangs to patrol our neighborhoods
and run enterprise of organized crime
with gambling dens to bet on swift horse races
and speakeasy cafes to sell bootleg liquor
then race through maze of streets in sparkling rain
to shoot each other till Godfather wins.
We are the essence of America,
cowboys herding cows Texas to Chicago,
engineers driving trains in starlit night,
circus clowns making people laugh in tents,
surveyors mapping desolate wilderness,
folk singers busking sea to shining sea,
seamstresses sewing clothes everyone wears,
and inventors designing radios.
We are the essence of America,
young orphans from every nation on Earth,
adopted and raised with love by kind strangers,
who become the teachers and scientists
that train our children to read, write, and think
and discover the secrets of our world
so we build new nation on liberty
where everyone may pursue happiness.
We are the essence of America,
people from every nation of this world
who leave behind the homeland of their tribe
and journey the waste land of aching hope
to build new global family on love
with liberty and equal rights for all
who share this bountiful land where we live,
feasting by the river that flows from Heaven.
© Surazeus
2018 04 09
We are the essence of America,
lost nobodies making ourselves somebodies
by crawling through oceans and across deserts,
and eating mountains to sing hymns of air
that beam rays of sunlight through broken eyes
and weave wings from nerves of our tangled hearts
so we can fly through the labyrinth of lies
and build paradise in waste land of passion.
We are the essence of America,
angel-headed hipsters with mangled hands
clawing through cement walls of arrogance
to tear down statues of oppressive men
and break chains of fear that cripple our hands,
then building trains, cars, airplanes, and starships
so we can fly tall rocket to the moon
and play chess with the Fairy Queen in Hell.
We are the essence of America,
tribes of hunters following herds of horses
from Siberia and down across Alaska
to journey singing in each sunlight valley,
high across the rocky Rainbow Mountains,
through Wakanda and corn-gold Onatah
over sun-hot Mexico to Brazil,
where we dance on pyramid of the moon.
We are the essence of America,
refugees from wars of religious faith
who sail wood ships through swirling storms of hate,
driven away by men who steal our land,
then driving the peaceful natives away
and stealing their land to make our new land
established on justice and liberty
because we are the Chosen Ones of God.
We are the essence of America,
landless sons of noble barons and dukes
who crown ourselves kings of the wilderness,
transforming wild forests into plantations
where slaves sing in gratitude for our care
while we relax in mansions with white pillars
and chat with pretty girls of poetry
who waltz with us in moonlight of desire.
We are the essence of America,
men and women captured and sold in chains
and crowded on ships that sail angry storms,
then organized to slave on huge plantations,
picking tobacco and cotton for ghosts
while singing the blues of our aching hearts
in longing for salvation of true freedom
to dance on lush shores of the golden river.
We are the essence of America,
star-eyed elves starving as potatoes rot
who flee the Emerald Isle in creaking ships
and crowd large families in brick tenements
to work in factories and grocery stores,
then riding wagons west to claim new land
and grow fields of wheat on prairies of wind,
and we dance in moonlight to fiddle tunes.
We are the essence of America,
wild boys in crowded streets of Gotham town
forming gangs to patrol our neighborhoods
and run enterprise of organized crime
with gambling dens to bet on swift horse races
and speakeasy cafes to sell bootleg liquor
then race through maze of streets in sparkling rain
to shoot each other till Godfather wins.
We are the essence of America,
cowboys herding cows Texas to Chicago,
engineers driving trains in starlit night,
circus clowns making people laugh in tents,
surveyors mapping desolate wilderness,
folk singers busking sea to shining sea,
seamstresses sewing clothes everyone wears,
and inventors designing radios.
We are the essence of America,
young orphans from every nation on Earth,
adopted and raised with love by kind strangers,
who become the teachers and scientists
that train our children to read, write, and think
and discover the secrets of our world
so we build new nation on liberty
where everyone may pursue happiness.
We are the essence of America,
people from every nation of this world
who leave behind the homeland of their tribe
and journey the waste land of aching hope
to build new global family on love
with liberty and equal rights for all
who share this bountiful land where we live,
feasting by the river that flows from Heaven.
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