Proud Patriots of Boston Common
Upon their hearts proud Patriot’s share
the grounds of Boston Common,
remembering young Paul Revere
low moonlight blazing almond,
rode with his warnings sounding clear
in midnights deepest sadness,
his lanterns light that breathes the air
and shines in freedoms gladness.
Now in our bitter souls despair
our liberties seem lessened,
with wars that rage on foreign shores
we ask the age old question;
where do we plant the human seeds
where children need not cower
as we rebuild the sacred space
where stood the fallen towers?
What causes man to gain his strength,
when death is all around him
and violence seems to thread the weave
that blinds him to his passion?
What is the formula for love
the chemistry of reason,
the undiminished quest for peace
elusive as the seasons?
The lives we’ve lost at freedoms cost
we count them as the hours
and names we etch on marble graves
embellished with our flowers.
Memories of pain and loss pull
our hearts with their tightened reins
stopping us at the ribbons gate
diminishing our gains.
Through the marathons winding streets
runs joy at Boston Common.
The throngs stand cheering on their feet
calling from their bosom
enduring the physical strife
and straining to completion
tears and trials test our life
with hope our crowned achievement.
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