But after all is
said and done
The speeches and
video clips that spin and are gone
At the end of a
tired day
There remain the
vibrations of yearning for a world that never existed before.
There remains a
drive
The urge to carry
the light to impossible heights never reached before.
There remains the
heart of an eagle.
Prairie dreams.
Freedom streams.
There rises
On the wings
Of a billion
angels...
America!
....
