I am a multi-optioned screenwriter venturing into children's book writing, and also have dabbled in poetry for a few years. A few of my poems have been published in print and online publications.)
These States United
A watchful white Dove
patiently hovers high
slowly, high up above
as One
of the forgotten few
Look down from the Great Golden
Bird's Eye view
sigh sigh sigh
try not to cry
why why why
is there a teardropp in your Golden eye
try try try
try not to choke
on the clouds
or on the smoke
Fly on your heartbroken
Paternal Wing
so tried and true
not so fast
past the Golden King
that we once loved
that we once knew
there falls the red, the white,
and the beautiful blue
teardropp - so long
so long overdue
What a worthwhile journey
A poor Pilgrim's passage through
Blood-soaked stripes
taint pale me
and Americans of all types
of all shapes, sizes, and colors
and they also paint a colorful you
oh yes, you
yes, you too!
They Are Coming!
to paint you a somber more forgiving hue
Hear the Golden bagpipes
Play for us now
Songs of a Nation
that we cannot replace
The Star Spangled Banner
God Bless America
and Amazing Grace
Pray for us now
God, George, save our Golden Face
Save our Sacred place
On Earth
As it is in Heaven
Where dreams renew
Where our Golden Eagle
Once so gracefully flew
Soar into Heavens of unthinkable
unsinkable
unreachable heights
Through the fears
the tears
and for over 200 years
of a bloodstained
star struck
history
which is reflected in our
and our older brother’s bloodshot eyes
yet still remains
a mystery
How someone like you
and me
could ever be
this forever free
Never say never
Ever
Oh say, can you see
this valiant righteous fight
of the tiny 13
against the giant gorgeous gallant might
of the Royal Crown
into that last gleaming
fluorescent
effortlessly seeming
twilight
as American soldiers fell
and died
and their women
and Lady Liberty
rang the bell
and cried
screaming
and the little ones
so sound asleep
nestled in their bed
so peacefully dreaming
whilst their King
while their King lay dead
Hear his deep voice echo over and over in your head
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
You remember what he said
as you lay there
missing and yearning
teaching and learning
freezing and burning
and tossing and turning
battledrums slow and become tribal
Yes, you too, remembers what he said:
'It is impossible to rightly govern a nation without God and the Bible'
So trumpeters blew and told
their story
the drumboys rolled
out Old Glory
My God behold
Watch Old Glory
so dignified
unfold
Stars and Stripes
thus signified
an Independence newfound
on Sacred, Sacred, Splendid, Sacred, Holy ground
Kneeling at ground Zero
Never forget
My, your, Our forgotten Hero
Ole' Father George pause and take a good look around
Ole' Father George steal the stars
just this once
just in between
the glare of royal red rockets
and hand them to
the mighty 13
and the red stripes so soaked with blood
from our beloved Mother
across the pond
Sons no more, oh no, Mother
There isn't any other
It’s me now - your new younger brother
Just passing through
the bright white rays of sunlight
into the big bold box of navy blue
into starry starry nights
Ole' Father George, our hopes ignited
Your legs so weary
Our dreams excited
Thank you, Ole' Father George
Thank you, God
God Bless These States United