POEM 590-
All of a sudden I remember
on junior high our teacher introduced us
a mighty country as God´s Own Country
was that our teacher of junior high
so pro America and yet so shy?
he explained that this country
has all earth´s rich sources in his belly
then I became attached to America
though my own country Indonesia
was even wealthier
but we did not dare to shout that
from the tops of our buildings
we had that inner wealth
to know our richness
but we glued our mouths´ gaps
we had them all
we hadn´t shout them loudest
through all ages we had been the proudest
this morn I remember again all of a sudden
when I was preparing coffee for my spouse
what our teacher told us about America´s house
God´s Own Country, highest and the mightiest
Wow, greatest, richest and most of all
what our teacher said about this greatest fame
God´s Own Country the wealthiest in this world,
others unable to tame
my teenager´s time have passed long time
now the bells in the churches do not chime
now who is to blame?
for this undeserving fame?
so many times been to the USA
even my first grandson came out one week too early
from his Mum´s belly
so he came on earth at USA´s BirthDay
but we reside in the Dutch Own country
the USA God´s Own Country
but never shared his wealth with the poorest fellow inhabitant
now God says to this greatest land
ungrateful are you!
the richest become richer
the poorest sink into their gaps
you will become happy again perhaps
but for the moment you have to suffer first
so many would die because of thirst
Indeed, they will die because of man´s greatest thirst
Of God´s Love and devotional words
so many preceedors have said that
ungratefulness makes this land surely dead
too many bullets in their daily dishes
please, share your wealth according to God´s Wishes
with the have-nots in this land
so your patriotic heart is at the fullest again
of dear God´s Own Beloved Land
try the hardest as you can
as once said by your Obama man
God´s Trumpets will chime
Through all ages and in His time….
Free Verse, from The Press
©Sylvia Frances Chan
does what she can,
this poem just from the poetry-oven
Happy Tuesday (21 Mei 2019)silent weather,
but lovingly cool
this is a day she likes very much,
a Day as Such,
all honour to God
early rise, makes she remain constantly wise….
the USA God's country! from God's country around the world come- chocolates as well as bullets; living dreams as well as bitter deaths; worshiping powers as well as corpse showers; .......................! ! /// great write
Dear Bipin thank you for your cooperation as to read almost all my poems, you made big progress in your English language. Thank you for your loyalty through Facebook. God´s Blessings be Greatest for you and your beloved family. Amen. Thank you for your well wishes.
Dear Dian and Sally, thank you for your congrats and may God Bless you both greatest. Also to your beloved family. Amen.
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I would like to translate this poem
A mighty country as God´s Own Country introduced by teacher is great indeed. God´s Trumpets will chime through all ages and in His time. God's ow beloved land shines with joy and dignity. A great tribute and memorable poem is excellently penned....10