Nation Of Our Dreams

Nation Of Our Dreams
© Surazeus
2025 06 16

Sharp slant of light that hefts my heart with love 
weighs heavy on my mind with subtle fear 
at fierce destructive hurricane of hope 
that sweeps across weird nation of our dreams, 
dismantling truths about nature of life 
we took for granted as mirage we trust. 

Yet people who go to work every day 
ignore dark terror of the nevermore 
that looms in shadow of wordless despair 
grimly low over nation of our dreams, 
because our hearts would shatter from distress 
in fragments of principles we respect. 

I see the people of America 
gather in every city, large and small, 
to protest the clown who crowns himself king 
when he sends goons in nation of our dreams 
to arrest all hard-working immigrants 
so he can drive us out of our homeland. 

I cannot change the world with spell I sing 
but I can record in riddles of code 
crimes he commits against our human rights 
till we reclaim vast nation of our dreams 
as home for everyone who works and plays, 
sharing liberty and justice for all. 

Thus I record daily social events 
in global journal about human rights 
that chronicles our struggle to survive 
as free agents in nation of our dreams 
strong against his systematic abuse 
to protect our people against his greed. 

When the old tyrant in his shabby suit 
asks soldiers to march in parade of power, 
they trudge forlornly past his plastic throne 
while all across broad nation of our dreams 
millions of people gather to protest, 
for we have no kings in America. 

When cruel dictators feel weak and afraid 
they force fierce soldiers to march in parades 
with gaudy display of excessive force 
to tighten grip on nation of our dreams, 
but we laugh at illusion of their power 
as they fall from tower of haughty pride. 

Slant of light that pierces my aching heart 
refracts divine energy of god mind 
through pulsing sponge of my electric brain 
so I sing across nation of our dreams 
grand hymns to honor Goddess Liberty 
who reigns forever in America.