Thursday, January 7, 2010

The Land Where Our Fathers Died

This is the land where our fathers died
The symbol of democracy
But if DIVIDED we stand then UNITED we will fall
The whole of humanity
African-American, Latino and Pole
Italian, Asian, German and Jew
The Arabs, Irish, Indians all
Sitting in a pot of stew
You may hold on to your nationality
Or put it up on the auction block
But no matter what the weather
If we don't live together
We'all arrive like a sinkin' rock

1 comment:

  1. From Division to Unity

    So true, my friend and well-rhymed. I believe there are multitudes of brilliant peace loving people who are ready to turn their backs on the tactics of division and light the way for humanity. At least, I sincerely hope so. ~Osha