AR (14 dec 1985 / India)

Long, Too Long America

Long, too long America,
Traveling roads all even and peaceful you learn'd from joys and prosperity only,
But now, ah now, to learn from crises of anguish, advancing, grappling with direst fate and recoiling not,
And now to conceive and show to the world what your children en-masse really are,
(For who except myself has yet conceiv'd what your children en-masse really are?)

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Comments (4)

sown for you blackberry's delight on the first of seven's night. Thanks for sharing this poem
love is the focus of your writing masterpiece so, the blackberry delight is i believe will blossom in all of the seven nights :)
fantastic poem....loved it...u write damm well
fantastic poem....loved it...u write damm well