For My Mother who used to do this well.
The Planet Earth Our Home
and Hillary who I hope lives up to the faith we place in her.
THE SPIRIT RAP
WE ARE ALL ONE
AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL
Across great plains of waving grain
O're endless burning desert sands,
A hot wind sings through canyon lands
Then howls up ridges
Rides the rain
And dies in quiet beneath deep snows
On lofty peaks above the trees.
Where rivers flow to foaming seas
Beneath white sails full blown cool breeze,
High hums the rigging taut and strong
And keel to rudder rides huge waves
Of pounding surf in fog-drenched haze.
Thunder rolls up asphalt trails
Eight lanes of freeway
Silver rails of speeding trains
Fly streaking planes
crescendo swells
Of blaring horns, hot squealing tires
the raucous sounds from concrete caves
Rise between vast gleaming spires of glass and steel
To pierce the smog of smoke filled skies.
Above thin canopies of clouds
Shine countless stars
Vast galaxies of gas and light
And coming soon bad rising moon
Will kiss the colors of the sky
Will kiss the colors of the sky
As sinking sun sets in the gloom
Down beneath skyscrapers high
The nightlife springs and prowls the scene
In syncopated rhythmic dance
Our bodies spin, hearts beat alive
Minds seek connection in a trance
Of sparkling eyes, inviting smiles a human touch
The ancient ritual erupts
And all our focus is aligned
To sing love's song in space and time.
To sing love's song in space and time.
In poetry of words and wit
Is life expressed?
The real surreal
This thing is
IT
He roars with rage all spite and fear
What beast is this that mauls and tears
Time tested fabric of our strength?
A selfish instinct that belief
Who dares assault the tried and true
To sing divide and conquer blues?
The center holds until we fail
We cannot falter or this tale
Of human decency won’t last
Our future grows from honored past
