Beauty Of This Life
© Surazeus
2018 06 25
Bright sunlight on this normal morning glows
rays of constant change threading through my brain
so I feel hum from where car traffic flows
through endless maze of fields with blooming grain.
The engine of our empire cranks away,
transforming dirt into food and machines,
distributed to stores by fleets of trucks
that glide network of highways sea to sea.
The process of commercial enterprise
nourishes the health of communal life
so we work and play on stage of our towns,
teaching our children how to play our roles.
How fragile spin the operating wheels
of our complex commercial engine, round
and round in performance of routine
that channels material so all may eat.
What if the tyrant who wants to control
every thought and action of our own hands
to generate profit for his account
abuses us all for his private gain?
How shall we unite effort of our minds
to resist his fascist attempt to grab
reins of power to bend our work to his profit,
and maintain rights of individual freedom?
We operate our strong democracy,
steered by wheel of capitalist adventure,
to process matter with engine of hope
so every person may pursue their dream.
Each person born with inalienable rights
deserves equal justice under one law
and equal opportunity to work
to care for their children they raise with love.
Our bodies and this world are made of atoms
that consume matter in process of change,
so strong creatures with more efficient skills
control the weak to benefit their wealth.
We overthrow all autocratic kings
and elect the wise and generous person
to operate the factory of our nation
so everyone thrives together with trust.
Any time one man tries to take control
and enslave us to work for his account,
we fight to maintain freedom of all people
who work together for the common good.
We dedicate ourselves again this hour
to preserve our system of equal rights
and work together in glow of sunlight
so we may savor beauty of this life.
© Surazeus
2018 06 25
Bright sunlight on this normal morning glows
rays of constant change threading through my brain
so I feel hum from where car traffic flows
through endless maze of fields with blooming grain.
The engine of our empire cranks away,
transforming dirt into food and machines,
distributed to stores by fleets of trucks
that glide network of highways sea to sea.
The process of commercial enterprise
nourishes the health of communal life
so we work and play on stage of our towns,
teaching our children how to play our roles.
How fragile spin the operating wheels
of our complex commercial engine, round
and round in performance of routine
that channels material so all may eat.
What if the tyrant who wants to control
every thought and action of our own hands
to generate profit for his account
abuses us all for his private gain?
How shall we unite effort of our minds
to resist his fascist attempt to grab
reins of power to bend our work to his profit,
and maintain rights of individual freedom?
We operate our strong democracy,
steered by wheel of capitalist adventure,
to process matter with engine of hope
so every person may pursue their dream.
Each person born with inalienable rights
deserves equal justice under one law
and equal opportunity to work
to care for their children they raise with love.
Our bodies and this world are made of atoms
that consume matter in process of change,
so strong creatures with more efficient skills
control the weak to benefit their wealth.
We overthrow all autocratic kings
and elect the wise and generous person
to operate the factory of our nation
so everyone thrives together with trust.
Any time one man tries to take control
and enslave us to work for his account,
we fight to maintain freedom of all people
who work together for the common good.
We dedicate ourselves again this hour
to preserve our system of equal rights
and work together in glow of sunlight
so we may savor beauty of this life.
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