Say What You Want To Say, I Love This Land

Say what you want to say, I love this land From sea to shining sea Welcoming sinners and saints. It wasn't the indigenous Indians turning their backs It wasn't the land that hung and dismembered us It wasn't these shores that drowned our dreams; The winds of change never held its breath, while Alchemist "white supremist" dreamt up injustices to men. Say what you want to say, I love this land my ancestors cultivated Here we stand transparent Transforming market of our mind, while Shame stood shameless Hugged podium carved by the poor. The silent sound of ancient tears, like Rivers running from debris of the enemy; Poseidon would be pissed; drunk with disgust The "Transpopulantic" passage a graveyard, The ghost of the innocent took no hostages - Who would build bridges to reciprocity? Say what you want to say, I love this land Vast as the Atlantic Ocean; Who will hold garden gates ajar? Remorse is like a rose, scented or unscented. *