America, never
With azure of skies
flowing in its rivers
and vivacity of patriotism
blooming in hues of crimson
the sonorous melody
of “let freedom ring”
turning in my ears
and John Hancocks adorning
the lips of 51 gems;
America never Lord America never
May the strokes of “Be”*
live for eternity in this
land you painted with love
May the colours of sadness
consume themselves to erasure
And may Your yellows and blues
make my land greener too
My gratitude to my compeer
poem by Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Ma
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