1
What faith remains today
that isn't locked inside
the muted minds of flagging few
to languish and reside?
Is there goodness to be reaped,
by human hands untarnished,
1 when HARM and MONeY grace the glutton's table,
by lies and discord garnished;
2 when greed spangles spotless hearts
3 and lust commands their every whim;
4 when envy robs their neighbor
5 and sloth denies them vim;
6 when wrath clouds their waning reason
7 that's by pride already dim?
2
Oh say, can't you see that Uncle Sam's a-slumber?
He's dreaming the dream that built big cities
and put a chicken in each ***
the dream that left the people wond'ring
at what their silent god had wrought.
3
Oh say, can't you see that Uncle Sam's asleep?
He's drifted off to the American dream
and not by counting sheep.
Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 12:48 AM UTC
1
What faith remains today
that isn't locked inside
the muted minds of flagging few
to languish and reside?
Is there goodness to be reaped,
by human hands untarnished,
1 when HARM and MONeY grace the glutton's table,
by lies and discord garnished;
2 when greed spangles spotless hearts
3 and lust commands their every whim;
4 when envy robs their neighbor
5 and sloth denies them vim;
6 when wrath clouds their waning reason
7 that's by pride already dim?
2
Oh say, can't you see that Uncle Sam's a-slumber?
He's dreaming the dream that built big cities
and put a chicken in each ***
the dream that left the people wond'ring
at what their silent god had wrought.
3
Oh say, can't you see that Uncle Sam's asleep?
He's drifted off to the American dream
and not by counting sheep.
The prompt for the VFW Voice of Democracy speech contest is "Why I'm optimistic about our nation's future". Answer: I'm really not.
--Ace
I tried not to come off as too holier-than-thou but that's pretty difficult simply because of the poem's nature.
Wow, I like a lot of these words... I'll use a few of them in practice writes.
Did I mention that I've got a lot of part 3 of the Iron Spoon poems completed? At least a bit... I don't know when I'll get around to finishing it.
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