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LET AMERICA, BE AMERICA AGAIN!

Submitted by donabird on November 2, 2008 - 2:17am.

DISENCHANTED AND DISGRUNTLED DEM, since the 2000 election was stolen. A 'political junkie' but armchair observer, with a 'give G the benefit of the doubt', up until after his 2001 Inauguration and my Layoff from a Fortune 500 Company after 10 years, when he came out promoting A Social Security Privitization/Ownership Society/Criminalization of Seniors for Crossing Our Borders for Cheaper Prescription Drug Costs/Schemes!!! Then came his 'Shock & Awe'/'Mission Accomplished' Campaigns for 'WMD', 'No Wait! Osama Dead or Alive O Never Mind'/ 'Democratization of Iraq'! Then, I BECAME REALLY STIRRED and kind of 'RAD&#39 as I observed THE DECONSTRUCTION OF AMERICA ON EVERY FRONT ~ FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC? I decided to join a Washington Protest March in Sept 2005 ~ a throng of hundreds of thousands of Americans of every Hue and Stripe ~ & after 'The Katrina'/'Atta Boy Brownie Debacle'! To see where Dubya& His Have More Constituents (The Military Industrial Complex, Pharmaceutical, Insurance and Banking Industries) have taken Our Country these last EIGHT YEARS? ON THE VERGE OF A DEPRESSION? I take little pleasure from having to tell their deluded led to the slaughter all the day long stalwarts, 'that we tried to tell them so', but FINALLY, maybe the rest of US WHO HAVE BEEN HOLDING OUR COLLECTIVE BLUE IN THE FACE BREATHS for the dawning of This New Day? Can BREATHE A WELL DESERVED SIGH OF RELIEF!  Because when I made that first in my 52 years of life pilgrammage to Washington, and stood at President Abraham Lincoln's feet? This granddaughter of a Sicilian Immigrant could only turn around, TO BEHOLD THAT REFLECTING POOL OF OUR ANCESTORS COLLECTIVE SWEAT AND TEARS WITH AWE,and Tears of my own!AND KNOW I WAS STANDING ON HALLOWED GROUND! And it strengthened my resolve, to do all that was in my power to INSURE THAT OUR GOVERNMENT ~ OF, BY AND FOR THE PEOPLE ~ never perish from the Earth! So it is for all the reasons enumerated above, and altogether fitting, that I cast my vote, along with all of yours MY DEAR KINDRED, to elect BARACK OBAMA TO BE OUR NEXT STANDARD BEARER! AND... MAY WE...

 

Let America Be America Again  
by Langston Hughes
 
Let America be America again.Let it be the dream it used to be.Let it be the pioneer on the plainSeeking a home where he himself is free.(America never was America to me.)Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--Let it be that great strong land of loveWhere never kings connive nor tyrants schemeThat any man be crushed by one above.(It never was America to me.)O, let my land be a land where LibertyIs crowned with no false patriotic wreath,But opportunity is real, and life is free,Equality is in the air we breathe.(There's never been equality for me,Nor freedom in this "homeland of the free.")Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark? And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,I am the Negro bearing slavery's scars.I am the red man driven from the land,I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek--And finding only the same old stupid planOf dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.I am the young man, full of strength and hope,Tangled in that ancient endless chainOf profit, power, gain, of grab the land!Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need!Of work the men! Of take the pay!Of owning everything for one's own greed!I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.I am the worker sold to the machine.I am the Negro, servant to you all.I am the people, humble, hungry, mean--Hungry yet today despite the dream.Beaten yet today--O, Pioneers!I am the man who never got ahead,The poorest worker bartered through the years.Yet I'm the one who dreamt our basic dreamIn the Old World while still a serf of kings,Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true,That even yet its mighty daring singsIn every brick and stone, in every furrow turnedThat's made America the land it has become.O, I'm the man who sailed those early seasIn search of what I meant to be my home--For I'm the one who left dark Ireland's shore,And Poland's plain, and England's grassy lea,And torn from Black Africa's strand I cameTo build a "homeland of the free."The free?Who said the free? Not me?Surely not me? The millions on relief today?The millions shot down when we strike?The millions who have nothing for our pay?For all the dreams we've dreamedAnd all the songs we've sungAnd all the hopes we've heldAnd all the flags we've hung,The millions who have nothing for our pay--Except the dream that's almost dead today.O, let America be America again--The land that never has been yet--And yet must be--the land where every man is free.The land that's mine--the poor man's, Indian's, Negro's, ME--Who made America,Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain,Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain,Must bring back our mighty dream again.Sure, call me any ugly name you choose--The steel of freedom does not stain.From those who live like leeches on the people's lives,We must take back our land again,America!O, yes,I say it plain,America never was America to me,And yet I swear this oath--America will be!Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,We, the people, must redeemThe land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.The mountains and the endless plain--All, all the stretch of these great green states--And make America again!

   
 
 

 

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