Monument Valley Near Kayenta, Arizona
PLEDGE TO MY COUNTRY-AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL
My sister recently said to me, “Sister, you need to smell the flowers”
How can I, when the world has me soured
When I awake everyday I am disgusted when I read
About our country selling us out, dirty politicians aiming to succeed
Corporations, lobbyists, the rich and powerful offer bribes
So our congress passes laws for us to acquiesce and imbibe
To give our jobs away, let illegals stay, raise the taxes for the average man
Bad globalization pacts, Anti-American acts, allow the pollution of our land
No regulations on banks, or for our gas tanks
No protections for the elderly, disabled, our veterans, but for all that is wrong
Give all the rights to non-Americans who don’t belong
Yet our veterans who fight for the land of the free
Are homeless, jobless, sick, and diseased
They come home traumatized, limbless, many in coffins
Troops, dying, all too often
Provisions are given to all who don’t embrace our nation
And then when they abuse us, we give them salvation
But for our troops who die to protect us, their lives they invest
Their families aren’t cared for so their souls can rest
Our leaders take our pensions, social security, our homes, and healthcare
They’ll take the entire American Dream and leave our cupboards bare
How far can the greed and power go?
Enough to crush the peoples’ hearts and souls
We have reached a threshold and it’s time to fight
We’ll clean up this country
With mind, muscle, and might
Let the people vote on and control the issues at hand
It’s the only way for us to save our great land
No more power for the leaders and lobbyists to wield
We’ll take back our country before our fate is sealed
We’ll ban corporations, banks, those who do us wrong
Our plight will take courage and sacrifice, but before long
We’ll show them that corruption is not welcome anymore
Enforced ethics and laws will be at the very core
No more loopholes, scams, immoral shams
No more wrongs that are righted
No more “I don’t give a damns”
No more people afraid to speak what is true
Americans are offended, whoever doesn’t like it, the exit is there for you
You will respect this country, and treat it with good manners
We will not tolerate spitting on or burning our flag and banners
We’ll show them the Power of “We the People”
Our strength coming from unity
God, prayers, he does keep all
I’m tired of being sickened and I don’t want to cry
Instead, I want relief and when I exhale a sigh
I want it to be one of happiness and joy, a smile on my face
For my America is restored, my home, my place
I want to hold my hand over my heart and pledge my allegiance with pride
With my fellow Americans standing by my side
My fellow Patriots, happiness we again feel
The fruit of our labor, America is healed!
So, one day again when my sister does relay
“Sister, you need to smell the flowers,” I will turn to her and say
The smell of violets, lilies, and roses emanating in the air
The sweet chords of a violin, playing for me to hear
The mountains, valleys, and oceans of my beautiful country are in my sight
The taste of victory in my mouth for we have won the great fight…
Written by: Kathleen Kessel
You may contact Kathleen at
http://www.SaveAmericaAlliance.com
Filed under: Characters I knew, Conservative, family, Government | Tagged: American Exceptionalism, Poem |
BEAUTIFUL, may it come to pass.