Tuesday, August 25, 2015
(n) a song, as of praise, devotion, or patriotism; a piece of sacred music
It makes sense our anthem is about a battle
ringing with the birth pangs of a nation
Especially since the first six years
of my son's life he sang it ---
Jose' can you see
And I wonder if he can,
or if he fears the storm troopers might bust in
and question his immigration
Is there ever a point we out-grow our anthem,
like clothes that no longer fit, in our gluttonous adolescence
become too tight,
or no longer express
What was lost in cutting off the last 3 stanzas,
GENTLEMEN, START YOUR ENGINES!
When was the last time you heard it
outside a sporting event?
Why is that?
Does it not have a context
outside of conquest?
Is this the land of the free & home of the brave,
or the cow-ed & complacent,
hidden behind the rockets red glare
as it detonates civilians
in the vicinity of suspected terrorists
& the ramparts we've built
around the houses of our politicians
with our taxes
How many backs have born the weight
of our anthem
"when the cause is just"
"then conquest we must"
"in god we trust"
How much blood does it take to purchase
a grace of such a sweet salvation?
As much as the oil we ingest?
veiled as Moses,
to blind us from its diminishing.
"Their blood has washed
out their footprints
Our veins are black.
Pipelines, where freedom rings
with each hammerfall,
putting them in place
our pursuit of happiness,
at the expense
of what our children believe,
each morning as they pledge allegiance
we can no longer articulate
the meaning of ---
Is this our sacred song? our anthem?
Jose' can you see?