Nowhere In America

Nowhere In America
© Surazeus
2023 05 17

I belong nowhere in America 
for my ancestors came to this land 
four hundred years ago on sailing ships 
to escape attack of the fascist crown 
enforcing strict rules of religious hate 
so I can live free from their thought control. 

I wander nowhere in America 
on endless journey of the Happy Fool 
to play guitar and sing romantic tales 
for satyrs and nymphs of the Rainbow Tribe 
who dance with the grateful dead in the rain 
while I search for code of the Holy Grail. 

I was born nowhere in America 
where many of my ancestors once lived 
for they would journey west from Babylon 
each generation to find Avalon 
but settle down to live on stolen land 
where they lie buried in the fertile soil. 

I settle nowhere in America 
for I have lived from sea to shining sea 
in countless cities on lush river shores 
as ghost who comes and goes with dust in wind 
to find lost homeland of my aching heart 
that shimmers always just beyond those hills. 

I seek home nowhere in America 
from misty Oregon, land of my birth, 
back eastward on road my ancestors blazed 
to find the primal homeland of my tribe 
who traveled westward for ten thousand years 
from Scythia through Scotland to Idaho. 

I find you nowhere in America 
where tribes form nation-states of hungry fear 
to fight in civil wars for right to live 
till we crown Son of Jesus King of Fools 
who rules democracy with iron fist 
while I seek liberty across the sea. 

I seek truth nowhere in America, 
awake with conscious vision of One World 
where we live as we will, if we harm none, 
free from nationalist fervor of despair, 
so I will fight to defend sacred right 
for each person to live as they desire. 

I am me nowhere in America, 
lost wingless angel on the signless road 
still roaming in vast maze of ancient myths 
to find the homeland where my heart was born 
till I lie down on lone tree hill at death 
and become the land where I have no home.