How can you call yourself the Beautiful?
Land of the free. Home of the brave. How can
you sing this land is your land, this land is
my land when it is not. How can you pledge
allegiance to the flag, one nation, in-
divisible, then look the other way
for three hundred years. How can you say
we hold these truths to be self-evident
when you do not. How can this be the land
that you love, your home sweet home, and why
now, would any one God choose to shed
his grace on thee? America, America,
how many more times will I be asked
to forgive you for showing me utterly who I am.
Susan Barry-Schulz is a licensed Physical Therapist. Her poetry has appeared in The Wild Word, SWWIM, Shooter Literary Magazine, Barrelhouse online, South Florida Poetry Journal, The New Verse News, Panoply and elsewhere. She is a member of the Hudson Valley Writer's Center and lives in a lake neighborhood in Putnam County, NY with her husband and one or more of her 3 adult children. It all depends.
0 Response to "AMERICA: SONNET FROM THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT"
Posting Komentar