U.S.A Poem by Ghost Legend
U.S.A
The stars align to see
Your triumph waving thin
Among those backyard homes,
Aware of nothing but
Illusion, symbols, script
Of what you wish yourselves
To think, believe, adhere.
When there is one thing clear
Beyond the gate, green hills,
The golf holes, speedboats, malls:
Across the border, all
See who you truly are—
An eagle, not of freedom,
Of fear.
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: illusion,usa,world,world conflicts,world peace
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4/26/2024 3:22:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beyond the gate! ! Thanks for sharing.