Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

These Yet To Be United States - Poem by Maya Angelou

Tremors of your network
cause kings to disappear.
Your open mouth in anger
makes nations bow in fear.

Your bombs can change the seasons,
obliterate the spring.
What more do you long for ?
Why are you suffering ?

You control the human lives
in Rome and Timbuktu.
Lonely nomads wandering
owe Telstar to you.

Seas shift at your bidding,
your mushrooms fill the sky.
Why are you unhappy ?
Why do your children cry ?

They kneel alone in terror
with dread in every glance.
Their nights ['rights' ? - Schrift nicht lesbar] are threatened daily
by a grim inheritance.

You dwell in whitened castles
with deep and poisoned moats
and cannot hear the curses
which fill your children's throats.

Topic(s) of this poem: america


Comments about These Yet To Be United States by Maya Angelou

  • Rogelio Guillermo (10/17/2017 9:44:00 AM)


    One of the best poems about the USA I've read... Enlightening (Report) Reply

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  • Vincent Bayer (1/29/2016 5:41:00 PM)


    what a powerful social statement. (Report) Reply

  • (8/30/2015 4:31:00 PM)


    ....intense...and tough words for her homeland...great write ★ (Report) Reply

  • (7/20/2015 3:40:00 PM)


    Powerful, and precise... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 17, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 17, 2015


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