Jun 2020
Upon this worldwide stage, we play,
and open now our eyes and see,
and with our grieving hearts laid bare,
in wretched agony, we weep.
This blindness, long within our soul,
our nation’s sin; historic past.
We brought with us and kept alive,
and made the whites our ruling class.
To this we’ve shut our eyes and ears,
pretending that we cannot see,
and if we’ve seen, afraid to voice,
in freedom’s land for centuries.
With wretched consternation now,
our voice and hearts cry out at last,
to those who hear to make this right,
within this hour and face our past.
So let us bandage up our wounds
and heal all those within our land,
and make this verse our country’s cry,
One flesh and blood; our final stand.
and open now our eyes and see,
and with our grieving hearts laid bare,
in wretched agony, we weep.
This blindness, long within our soul,
our nation’s sin; historic past.
We brought with us and kept alive,
and made the whites our ruling class.
To this we’ve shut our eyes and ears,
pretending that we cannot see,
and if we’ve seen, afraid to voice,
in freedom’s land for centuries.
With wretched consternation now,
our voice and hearts cry out at last,
to those who hear to make this right,
within this hour and face our past.
So let us bandage up our wounds
and heal all those within our land,
and make this verse our country’s cry,
One flesh and blood; our final stand.
All poems copy write by Vicki Kralapp in June, 2020
Note-
The biggest thing I learned from my travel and tourism class was our European inhumanity to man. Wherever we went, be it Hawaii, the Caribbean, America, Australia, the South Pacific, we all left a trail of hate, death, and destruction of the land behind us… It left me very sad.
Note-
The biggest thing I learned from my travel and tourism class was our European inhumanity to man. Wherever we went, be it Hawaii, the Caribbean, America, Australia, the South Pacific, we all left a trail of hate, death, and destruction of the land behind us… It left me very sad.
