American history is the bomb
Is the jet
Is the aeroplane
Like a feeling you get
From a hurricane
By the bayou
And near a river of love.
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American history is a lover
Is a plain cover
Is a Danny Glover to my name
Where fields are dreams that comfort pain
And whisper the silence of love.
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American history is a Dwayne
Is a mountain range
A sublime horizon
A sweet lotus flower
Moist in its valley
From the dew of love.
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American history is a husband to be
Like the one you need
Who you see
It is Peace
It is understanding
Like a door ever open
To the sound of love.
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American history is a seed
Is a weed
That we need to succeed
To a marriage everafter
When you reach the timely master
Those primal ties of love.
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American history is the bomb
Is the jet
Is the aeroplane
Like a feeling you get
From a hurricane
In a city far beyond
Walking tall
To nature's drum of love.
About the Creator
Linda Aubert
Composer/Musician, Lyricist, Poet, Playwright writer from New Orleans, LA pursuing her gifts. Presently, Music Director for two churches and primary Music Artist/Owner of New Genesis Music Company, writing literature as often as I can.
Comments (1)
Thanks Donna!! Love is truly in the heart of man. 💛❤️💟