WE THE PEOPLE

Lady Liberty

All night I watch the rain,

 I Wake and still it's falling.

Too wet for me but not the cardinals,

A pair of lovers search the ground beneath the feeder.

There must be something left.

All day we see our love unspool,

for country, future, freedom.

We fear but do not tremble.

Do not appease, Remember that, 

Appeasement feeds the PIG. 

 

There's so much danger in our land and all from one benighted man

power without stature, words without soul. 

Others, vacant from unknown causes,

Shorn of  bravery, confidence and heart,

They lie and preen and call it truth--

If truth be subterfuge with hollows where its eyes should be.

 

There are enough of us. you know

Who clearly see and won't appease.  

remember how it feeds the PIG? 

We are the lovers who search the ground for country, future, freedom

Who search the sky, the by-roads, towns and squares  

Who protest peacefully

 

More of us than anyone has counted yet, five million? Ten? One-hundred? 

So don't succumb, there's more than something left. 

It's all there, our country, future, freedom,

In our hands, no one else's. 

WE THE PEOPLE 

God bless the fight