The American Spirit

….of the soul of a country lost and crying;

You speak of tomorrow with fear and doubt

Of denial and hate you scream and shout;

You speak of a country without justice at all

of a time when liberty shall wither and fall;

You speak of things that trouble your soul

ofthe flowers of yonder once young now old;

You speak loudly you speak clear

hoping and praying someone will hear;

You speak from your heartof times of old

now memories, whispers of life's sweeter songs

You speak of things to come before they unfold

You speak but do not hear the voices

coming to you in the night and whispering

to your soul words of brighter and

better things; You speak of death, demons,

and dying of the soul of a country lost and crying;

You speak of a country without justice at all

of a time when liberty shall wither and fall

Yet, you do not hear the cries of heroes from

grass covered graves assuring you

liberty in their arms will always be safe.

You speak but when will you hear

The American spiritwalking this land

always on guard always near?