oneofmanyLet Americans be Americans again.

Let us dream once more the dream that made us see.

Let true patriots arise and renew their claim.

In the home of the brave and the land of the free.

Let Americans recall the Framers’ dream—

Let’s build together that bountiful land we have sworn to love

Where never tyrants strive nor traitors scheme

Nor anyone need bow to those above.

O, let Americans stand for a true land of Liberty

One marred with no false pride or gross pomposity,

Where opportunity shines bright enough for all to see,

And the air’s redolent with the scent of true Equality.

Rally the poorer White, incited, fooled and driven wild,

Rally the Black still stung and scarred from being slavery’s child.

Rally the Red from whom so much has been seized,

Rally Yellow once into interment squeezed.

Rally the immigrants clutching fast to hope in desperate need—

Fighting bravely against the same callous, vicious plan

Of hate, fear, spite and power crushing all who take a stand.

Rally the youth, all full of courage and hope,

Ensnared in that vast, far reaching web

Of propaganda, plots and profiteering gain, of treacherous deed!

Of seized resources! Of grasping ploys to satisfy rapacious greed!

Of drive the men! Of steal the pay!

Of everything for one’s own use and none for another’s need!

Rally the farmer, bound by depleted soil.

Rally the worker enthralled in corporate toil.

Rally the Black and Brown, estranged from the vaunted dream.

Rally the people, humble, hungry, of modest or meager means—

Struggling still today but fighting for their dreams.

Embattled even now—O, Patriots!

We are the ones who never got ahead of woe and fears,

The poor and struggling people battered and disregarded throughout so many years.

Yet we are the ones who bravely still dream the hallowed dream

In Olden Times where serfs then bowed to kings,

Yet dreamt a dream so bright, so brave, so true,

That ever more its mighty clarion rings anew

In all the stone and steel, in every channel done

To make America the land it must become.

We are children of those who sailed cross the storm tossed sea

In search of what might and ought to be—

All our forebears travelled from obscure and ominous climes,

And sailed in different ships at different times,

And arrived here from whatever strand they came

To make America and claim American as their cherished name.

Who among us now are the truly free?

The millions without recourse or hope today?

The millions without food, shelter, and a say?

The millions who work for next to nothing; the millions with no pay?

Despite all the dreams we’ve dreamed

And all the songs we’ve sung

And all the soaring hopes we’ve held

And all the brave banners that we’ve hung,

Though millions now have lost so much there almost nothing left to lose—

Of the many yet striving to be one

Except the dream has never died and will not die while we rightly choose!

O, let Americans be Americans again—

The people who have as yet almost never been—

And yet now must be—the ones to insist that we are all free.

The land we have is the land we make—

Through the truths we tell and the risks we take,

Through the struggles, stands, and solemn pleas, through faith and pain,

Through anger’s roar and power’s strain,

We must learn to dream the invincible dream again.

Out of the rack, rage, and ruin of the plundering class,

Who rape and pillage through graft, stealth, and lies,

We, the people, must arise

We must recall the meaning of ideals we once cherished

We must again renew the vision before we the people have perished

And as Americans boldly, yet solemnly, reclaim

Our promises, principles, purposes, to reach the higher plain.

Where men, women, Black, Red, Brown, Yellow and White—

All, come together to awaken and carry on the fight—

And as Americans unite and truly be Americans again!


About valeroso2008

Veteran, Democrat, Teacher, Married, Father of twin sons, cat and dog lover, soccer fanatic

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