#4th
America is beautiful, great and wonderful
Eadem opera, she is ugly, pitiful and dreadful
In regards to the mistreatments of the Native Americans
The African Americans and other minorities
Yet, America is one of the best countries
In the world to be part of or to become citizens
Slavery remains an everlasting thorn in her history
Discrimination is an insecere cancer which won't go away
Any time soon. In the USA, one can always find a way
To survive, to make it amidst the chaos and the irony
Yes, America remains a land of a plethora of opportunities
We all hope and dream of a better America
We all pray and wish for a better America
Where breathe love, peace and auras of positive energies
We love America when she's right, just and fair
America, America can be like a Giant Bear
Who will equally protect her children
America can be like an uncelestial heaven
Let's celebrate Juneteenth: the emancipation proclamation
And the Fourth of July with love, peace, respect and admiration.
Copyright © July 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 5:30 PM UTC
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Maestoso
(Italian pronunciation: [ma.eˈstoːzo]) is an Italian musical term and is used to direct performers to play a certain passage of music in a stately, dignified and majestic fashion (sometimes march-like) or, it is used to describe music as such.
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An unfamiliar
provocation
intersects with my browsing eyeballs,
and further
exploration
unearthes words prior present,
but now surfacing
as heat ******
magma lavs busting
earning instant recognition
*I know
this conceptual,
stately, dignified, even
majestic,
though a rarefied
in almost everything
of the daily diurnal churn
of the concerns, them old burns,
there is an instant though vague
famiar feeling
no church goer he,
where was then this
stately seen, perceived, a felt feeling,
like a rare earth mineral,
invisible seen, but presence felting,
just can’t quite pin it down
bur a sonorous voice
gravelly bass whispers,
when you vision
humans rushing in,
running to,
towards fire, crumbled buildings,
flooding survivors staying alive on
rooftops
listen with care!
in the air,
the heavens
the music
Maestoso
is playing
for the gods,
lose their composure when
witnessing
unbridled acts
of human goodness
Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 12:33 PM UTC
We were promised the golden age of America by a bronze man with a lead stare
So is it any surprise that the only gold I've seen lately has been from bombs bursting in air over Tel Aviv or from the reflection of the sun setting on our empty ports.
Today is July 4th and we're supposed to wave the red, white, and blue
But how can I when the white people who voted red back the ice cold blue that freezes our economy and expands our divide
We're sending men in tan fatigues to tear apart brown families
I wore those tan fatigues once too
I had a sense of pride in knowing that Uncle Sam wanted me
But now all I see is Uncle Sam's white *** as he turns his back on me and those I served with
He doesn't want us
Us few who found solace under the rainbow
Don't you know there's no honor in a blue soldier turning pink
There's only honor in turning our enemies red
There's only greatness in turning our counties red
There's only masculinity in turning our hats red
So, if you're a young man feeling blue, just turn red
But not well read of course, this is America
We love the uneducated
Jul 4, 2025
Jul 4, 2025 at 11:54 AM UTC
a decent night's sleep,
my body to keep,
early light invades the
blinking eyesight, and
an indeterminate sky,
yet offers us an
either/or,
heads or tails,
success or fails,
what will the gods
offer us all humans,
to select, elect for this
anniversary of our
country's formation?
the slow rising sun
over the North Fork
will soon provide its
decision/incision for
our nation tumultuous,
turbulent, course direction
it appears that the silent
dawning will give us yet
another chance, a morning's
golden hour, with that irradiating
light that bathes us with visionary,
equality of light, light of equality,
but
last night's thunderstorms leave
us the detritus of savagery of
thunderous rains that came
with fury, reflecting our confusion
and the danger shoals that appear
with no warning, yet reminds us,
once more,
one more time,
even in troubling days,
of the blessings
of opportunity
that each day,
each unique sunrise
provides us choices,
and
skies have now spoken:
the early warming rays are
reminding hints that a new day
owns equal opportunities to
make our country beautiful
for spacious skies and
amber waves, of
water and light,
if we choose wisely, rightly...
July 4th
Silver Beach
Shelter Island
2025
Jul 4, 2025
Jul 4, 2025 at 6:31 AM UTC
It’s a firework holiday,
so let’s light up the night,
wave the stars and stripes,
eat barbecue and drink bud light.
We’ll celebrate the liberties
that SCOTUS says we’ve got
it appears they’ve all been bought
and before their terms are over
they’ll resurrect Dred Scott.
Watermelon, hot wings
we’ve even added new things,
like smash & grab lootings
and frequent, random shootings.
Some Republicans want to break away
to form a less perfect union
can you form a successful nation
based on the politics of illusion?
There used to be parades
I’m told, that featured local
things, like firefighting brigades
I guess we’re just to fractured now,
to sashay in such displays.
I bet those were the days.
Jul 4, 2023
Jul 4, 2023 at 12:21 PM UTC
We're a nation
of wonder, and wins
forgiving each other, our sins
We dwell in the here
and the now
living in freedom
somehow
A lantern
a beacon of light
never surrender
or give up
the fight
Come what may
or what might
doing what we think
is right
The powers
that define our world
at all evil
our defiance, eternal
is
hurled
Jul 4, 2021
Jul 4, 2021 at 7:31 PM UTC
Ask Americans why they prefer kosher Hebrew National Frankfurters for July 4th cookouts
they will reply:
they are extra clean,
possibly even a little blessed
by the rabbin-ate,
and everybody knows
the jews got all the luck,
so don’t forget the mustard and
the pickled relish,
which rhymes with
you know what:
(embellish, shellfish (?), psychedelic).
kosher hot dogs,
love that jewish treat,
a digestive hellish,
proof positive that hot dogs
make America great
again and again,
in brown, yellow, and green.
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 2:25 PM UTC
It was the time when clock was ticking exactly 12.
The stars started fading and sky covered itself with clouds.
A little boy opened the door hearing the rain, the soil was wet and it had the fragrance of freshness in it.
The mesmerizing sound of droplets amazed him.
He smiled and wished facing the sky, the one wanted to be a pilot , so
that could do a hifi to the clouds, but the illness he was bound to would never let his wish to be fulfilled which he knew .
He stepped in the rain and it rained, just rained
Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 9:48 AM UTC
I probably love the truth
And the Truth is poetic
I propose that poetic lines be banned
Does that sound poetic
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 2:44 PM UTC
You are the firework of my heart.
You are the boom as sparkles depart.
You bring bright, amazing color
like no other.
You are the firework of my heart.
You make fire to art.
You acquire a spark
and light up the dark.
You are the firework of my heart.
Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 1:36 PM UTC
The fourth of July
Is not my independence day
Because my ancestors
Waited an extra
100 years
For the Emancipation Proclamation
To free them
And then another
100 years
Before Dr. King
Fought for our civil rights
But even today
As African-Americans
We are sub-American
Taught to keep our heads low
Around white police officers
And not raise our fists
When they call us *******
So tell me
What freedom truly means
And what it is to you
Because freedom to me
Is the day
I can look my brothers
And sisters
In the eye
And tell them
That we have finally received
Equality.
Jul 4, 2017
Jul 4, 2017 at 2:40 PM UTC
Dads discussing Wonder Woman
And it's impact on society.
Moms listing the ways to break a board,
To break a bone.
Children running and playing tag
Beneath the wide green oak tree.
And me.
Watching everything.
Sitting with the friend I haven't seen in a year.
Having him back in my life.
I am at peace.
Jul 4, 2017
Jul 4, 2017 at 12:54 PM UTC
The desired gene could be found
In each cell of the body,
But it expresses positively in few cells.
A trefoil factor encoding gene I mean,
It is found in the intestine
TFF1 is found exclusively in the intestine.
TFF1 is also known as pS2
Meaning protein for specificity 2,
2nd gene discovered for specificity protein.
TFF1 protects gastrointestinal mucosa,
From any injuries that may result
Out of pathogenic invasion.
The trefoil factor 2 encoding gene
Is also found in the intestine
But TFF2 plays a different role in the body.
TFF2 is also known as pS1
Meaning protein for specificity 1,
1st gene discovered for specificity protein.
TFF2 protects gastrointestinal mucosa,
From any cancer that may result
Out of oncogenic activity.
And the third trefoil factor encoding gene,
It is only expressed in the female womb
But TFF3 is crucial for a successful pregnancy.
I love my field of study very much
And I respect my major guide,
Dr Ashok Kumar Mohanty, he is so wise.
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 8:17 PM UTC
Sick of platitudes,
emotional contusions,
and little white lies.
I’m tired of the ghost;
this minefield of keywords and
it’s all just a game.
I’ve never had a
birthday party and now I’m
too old for magic
Light candles for me,
put a girl inside my cake.
Sing a song for me.
It’s just a party.
I’m just another sad boy.
Just another night.
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
Let me sleep
Let me eat
Let me forget
The taste of you and the smell of alcohol on us both
Let me shower again
Let my dreams not be filled with you
Let the “harmless” teasing stop
Because everyone believes its harmless but I really can't get you out of my head
Let my thoughts be free
Let me feel okay again
Let my skin feel like mine
Without the ghost of your hands all over it
It was nice
It was not supposed to happen
Let it go away
Let me move on
Let it be okay to keep talking to you
Without it seeming awkward or wrong
Let It Be....
Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 5:09 AM UTC
I was going to tell you
That I think I’m falling in love
With you
It’s just that I thought
You’d have enough to celebrate today
It being The Fourth and all
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 11:38 PM UTC
July 4th is a Holiday filled with celebration,
Complete with BBQs and Fireworks
And exclamations of "Happy Independence day"
But people seem to fail to add the asterisk at the end
The hidden meaning, the fine print, the text between the lines if you will.
Because July 4th is not everyones's independence day.
July 4th only signifies the independence of a particular group of people
A group of people who fought for their freedom, but didn't allow it in their own back yards.
When these people were out celebrating their independence, my ancestors, my family, where in fields, working, in houses trying to stay alive
My women trying to stay away from their masters ****** them-
Whoops, sorry, I meant "Celebrating."
So what reason do I have to call July 4th my independence day?
If anything, my independence day is December 16th, the ratification of the 13th amendment
Or Juneteenth
Or January 1st, the day that the emancipation proclamation was ratified.
So while everyone else is celebrating the New Year, I think about what else that day has brought
Brought about the freedom of a people, my people.
Made them citizens, made them real, made them free.
Well, kinda free.
We've come so far.
And of course, I am not trying to blame white people today for what happened in the past, they should not be held accountable for the actions of the people from whom they've descended
But instead I want my black brothers and sisters to think, to remember, where we are coming from.
So yes, I hope everyone has a happy independence day*
Just keep in mind that it's not mine.
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 5:02 PM UTC
I stood up
From a small town
Worked up the wits
To become a city boy.
I had nothing
But my pickup truck
And the girl I left behind.
A shame my locals said.
But I left to become a better man.
Not a breathless ******* as they said
But a solider fighting for our country.
It is days like today I have to remember
The things folks like you always forget.
There are people fighting
For you
For me
Should not be overlooked.
We are worth the cause
For me reloading my m16
Boots on the ground.
Head held high
Because I'll be home
To see the fireworks tonight.
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 11:42 AM UTC
I used to wake up
To the beat of the drums
And the pitter patter
Of solders outside my door
"at ease solder,
we're going to war"
They would say
As we crossed the valley
Green men, green trees
Passing us by
Without many to try
Many would die
Except my brother and I
We would fight the good fight
Even when he was gone
Many months at a time
But one day there came a knock
With many a medallion and a glock
Two men sent my mother into shock
I miss you brother
Though I didn't know
The stars and strips buried with your body
One last mission I sent my men on
To protect your body
With a green man in your hand
Your Purple Heart will glow
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 2:12 AM UTC
Grief hit me like a wave
Swelling up on the typically calm shore.
But I don't know if I can surf today.
Regret sinks in the pit of my stomach
Your voice echoing in my ears
Deep breaths, just hold it together
My lips are numb, this can't be real.
But it is.
And you're gone.
Fireworks lose their luster,
Dull against the dark of night.
I hear the cheers, but I don't feel them.
How can I when I just lost a piece of my heart?
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 3:33 PM UTC
Why on earth hunger exist?
Had He kicked out the free foods on the free list?
Ah, yes, 'coz at this era
No thing don't have a price tag
One need to give the money
Before he can avail,
and put the thing on his backpack
Why on earth hunger exist?
Street children begging for money to eat
Burglars breaking windows for "jackpots"
Dying people everywhere because of hunger
Why on earth hunger exist?
What's the reason why it exist?
How did it exist?
Where do it exist?
When did it start and,
will it come to an end?
Why on earth hunger exist?
Ah, yes, them, them
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 6:21 AM UTC
A man got a call, to sacrifice for the world on his behalf.
A lady cry cause his man is going to a war.
The prayers of her, reach his heart.
And his final words...
I... Love You...
Jul 5, 2015
Jul 5, 2015 at 5:50 AM UTC