Sunday, January 27, 2008

Dead Guy Poem (2)

Sure, call me any ugly name you choose –
The steel of freedom does not stain.
From those who live like leeches on the people’s lives,
We must take back our land again,
O, yes,
I say it plain,
America never was America to me,
And yet I swear this oath –
America will be!
Out of the rack and ruin of gangster death
The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain –
All, all the stretch of these great green states –
And make America again!

Langston Hughes, from “Let America Be America Again”


Hope said...

Thank you Lt. G.

Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.

Langston Hughes

Anonymous said...

"Let America be the dream the
dreamers dreamed -
Let it be that great strong land
of love
Where never kings connive nor
tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one

Langston Hughes

May it be so for you, Lt., and for all of your brave Gravediggers.

Mom said...

Dear Son,

Mr. Hughes, certainly, had you and each of your men in mind, for his poem also says, "I am the young man, full of strength and hope..."

God bless that strength and hope.

Respect and love,

Mike said...

Hey LT, not sure how into poetry you actually are (although if you're voluntarily posting Langston Hughes there must be some interest) but there's an excellent book of war poetry written by an Army officer by the name of Brian Turner called "Here, Bullet." It's about his experiences in Iraq.

I'm sure your quite busy now, but if you've got some free time, when you get home or whatever, you might want to check it out. It's quite good. It's the only poetry that's ever made me cry.

Anonymous said...

Continued good work Lt. Applicable to Mojo and Iraq and young men and nations everywhere as well. Prayers for safety.