HOMELAND

A celebration of America's day and the natural wonders...

HOMELAND/By Sami Khalil

( A celebration of America's day, its ideals and the natural wonders ) 

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This is the land!

Your pledge of allegiance

Your exile... forsaken 

Your fertile imagination

Your stripes and colors

You blood flows through

Hopes and dreams proffered 

This is the land!

that loamed your cinch

with golden moments

with outre' dreams

with madrigal realities

with brave's therondies

where its timeless freedoms

breathe the air of knowing

that all men are created equal

even the festooned distaffs too

with merited causes of liberty

that knows neither sopors nor slumber

and justice is blessed with blindness.

This is the day!

For the miens of unsung heroes

For the visages of mantic moons.

For the outward manifestation

For the inner divine essence.

This is my homeland!

A lucid diamond in scented bowers.

You fire the mind of a poet and captivate 

the heart of a wanderer, and in your love 

I shall find life's fulfillment, and in your 

school of nature, I shall learn the art of

living truth but in your sorrow, I shall 

lament with the widowed for in our gilded 

peaks we lost the summit to the wrath

of man reaping his fruits which courses

now in our bodies, minds and souls.

This is the New World!

These are my gnarled hands...

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

(This review, of course, applies to those words I actually understood. The poet's flowery vocabulary often exceeds my level of expertise--even when I use a dictionary attempting to decode phrases. Obviously, my failing.)
Soaring ode to a wounded giant; extolling the inspired principles upon which the United States was founded.
Raises up its basically good, hard-working people.
Truly heartwarming, Sami!
Thank you.

[sparkle]

once again nice one ya khayyi .. very good write

[smilempsn]

Nice one Sami.. Can be crafted and made a song too :)

'This is the day!
For the miens of unsung heroes
For the visages of mantic moons.
For the outward manifestation
For the inner divine essence.'


I loved how it ended :)

'This is the New World!
These are my gnarled hands...
'

[Pryde Foltz]

Well done. I think the second to the last stanza captures brilliantly the crisis of identity some say the states are suffering. And I love the last two lines...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i went places here...when we first got to this land we acted as if we owned it...we pushed aside those who had lived here first and really had a symmetry with the land..the native americans knew how to write poetry of the land without having to use words..

then we used the land, and used the land...and we write about it, from it, with it...but in some ways will never really understand our own Homeland..we have made it what we want...and have forgotten what nature and the land is really all about...

we could learn much from those we pushed aside.

this is such a good poem..very much like the Beat poets would write...something to get our attention---

i like so much.

[Jack...]

Sami, what we have is what we have, making the best use we can is always an option. We work the land, we love the land and we appreciate all that we see...most of the time. Nice my friend.

[rhythm&blues]

Perfect for the holiday and written so beautifully, very nice.

[bindubabu]

Moved and spell-bound! Not other words to describe it! Love the way you have woven the words. I specially love the ending.

[ron]

Very nicly done. And thank you for the tribute.

[Frieda P]

What a grand tribute Sami...love that last stanza, and the ending is right on, you just keep cranking these beauties out, I don't know how you do it my friend! :-)

[Khloevhr]

This is incredible... reading it made me feel how I did when I was younger and learned to play "America the Beautiful" and performed it in grade school. Love it. May I share with my friends on Facebook. I will give you credit? :)