If I could become vapor an -
steal away through the chimney
The crows and the hawks would -
seethe in envy
I'm circling the skyscrapers of Atlanta
Making a beeline to Alabama
Exploring the Chattahoochee river from -
high above
Racing the warm wind , the falcon and the turtle doves* ...

O Columbia , forever in the chrysalis -
of battle , stoking the furnaces of tyranny
with rivers of fire fed from the backs of disenfranchised
labor , her abundant wealth smithed into golden sabers ..
Diamond boulevards , dancing waters ,  pristine
countryside
Poverty , malnutrition , political deflection , genocide

O Wanton Republic  , deceiver of her citizens
Ringing the bell of war to distract her minions
Forgetting the health of her own children in-
pursuit of clandestine missions
Filling the coffers of American Royalty with -
blind ambition* ...

Long live the worshipers of the Bracket Bull and Cinderella
Cling ye , to the word of Paul Bunyan , Johnny Appleseed and Peter Rabbit , to Jesus , Mohammed and hobbits
To Tinkerbell , Mother Goose and New Day Prophets
Spread thy beliefs with the sword , with hate fueled -
atrocity and calculation , systematically destroying the world ,
nation after nation* ...

Our ancestors shine in the night
Spreading their immense love with -
copious starlight
Bathing our souls with the warmth
of creation , exposing the pathways
of our mortal insecurity and trepidation* ..

The refrigerator hums bass
as the clock taps time
The fan whirls a melody -
as the wind chimes sigh
A spoon strikes a tune as
good tea tingles
The moon and the stars -
gather as the katydids fiddle* ...

The first cup of morning joe to the music of vamping crows , the songs of tattletale bluebirds and homesick geese
Frost glows in the sunshine , lighting pasture stubble and winter greens
Woodsmoke covers the valley as gray squirrels multiply their -
tally
Beagles burr in the naked hardwood , a feisty swamp rabbit up to no good* ..

I stair step her gravel studded curb
Southern evergreens poise as the sky releases liquid sugar
Pine , magnolia and wild onion ambrosia lays heavy
on brittle , brown broomsage
Polished steel imprisons the wail of countless -
journeys , mechanical rivers teeming with
paradigm tales of frosty morning adventures ,
mechanical junctures , billowing steam collecting
o’er planted river bottom , tortured iron screaming
supplication at the very hour of dawn* …