The Fourth - Gail Onion
Lawrence Robinson
Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Tue Jul 8 05:27:51 PDT 2025
The Fourth
We, the people
celebrate
that we gave democracy
a good try,
that we cared but not
enough,
that we like some of the
people but not all of the people,
that we can no longer be a nation
founded on good intentions,
built by slaves and stolen
from the first peoples.
We
can no longer praise
inalienable rights
that are vanishing day by day
that are rights for some who
can buy them or bribe them,
whose mendacious
tongues wave like flags
as truth is murdered
in a lawless time,
a time of more guns
than homes for the homeless,
a time when
immigrants cannot enter
the closed hearts
of these disuniting
United States.
For
we missed the small print
that reads “only for some.”
The true celebration
worth celebrating is freedom
to be who you are and love
whom you love
and leave everything in nature alone,
Nature is not entertainment or
an amusement park
but holy lands and holy inhabitants,
We must remember
that the peoples’ house
is the earth, for all beings who live here.
So we celebrate love
in a country that lately sure looks
like hate
banning books,
denying bodies
their autonomy,
denying the holocaust, slavery,
genocide, racism, our homophobia, our transphobia.
We
destroyed
the amber waves of grain,
the purple mountains majesty,
the fruitless sterile plains.
Our air and water beg for mercy.
Our children
wear the faces
of extinctions to come.
We can walk outside
into the beauty today
before us, beneath us,
above us, beside us.
We can honor this day
in the continual revolving
evolution
for peace, for love,
for a world to
walk with our ancestors
who sacrificed for
a world for everyone.
We can make our lives
devoted to the common good
of all sentient beings so
that democracy will be more than
a rumor,
a thing for fireworks
and grand speeches
with more greed
and more sad stories.
To those whom it will concern:
We, the people
will have our rightful
destiny of peace and justice.
We will
have our dreams.
We will have our
freedom:
To live in
compassionate
community
with all beings who live here
on this,
our sacred
earth.
- Gail Onion
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