Enjoy.
Come to me Beloved Land
Hewn of truth in heart and hand
For the time has come for us each as Man
To uphold Freedom by our stand
By our labors in the field
In our factories shaping steel
In our minds with hope annealed
We stamped our land with Freedom’s seal
So America we come to thee
For all the things we know can be
For in your azure eyes we see
Your greatness for Man’s liberty
In your mountains high and valleys low
Strewn with rivers lakes and snow
We live our lives and spend our stow
For the splendor of creation’s flow
And so we built our blessed wonder
Justly forged of ingenious thunder
In grace we walked and struck asunder
All that dreamt of freedom’s plunder
But now there are wailings in our skies
And no end comes to the rush of lies
So once more together we must rise
And return to our land the true and wise
So we reach now to the spirit within
And distilling our truth we banish sin
For we have before us amidst the din
Becoming again all we ever have been
So speak to your neighbors and gather your friends
And remove these tyrants who as jackals descend
Let us raise such great fury by vote web and pen
That November we win our Republic again!
Come to us Beloved Land
Breathe in us the fire that steadies the hand
And let us within you by Our command
Bequeath to the Ages the Freedom of Man
© America - Our Rebirth, v2, by Wm. Robin Alkins, August 2010
Very timely inspirational poem, thanks.