These States United Poem by Ron Ryan

A watchful white Dove

patiently hovers high

slowly, high up above

as One

of the forgotten few

Look down from the Great Golden

Bird's Eye view


sigh sigh sigh

try not to cry

why why why

is there a teardropp in your Golden eye

try try try


try not to choke

on the clouds

or on the smoke


Fly on your heartbroken

Paternal Wing

so tried and true

not so fast

past the Golden King

that we once loved

that we once knew

there falls the red, the white,

and the beautiful blue

teardropp - so long

so long overdue



What a worthwhile journey

A poor Pilgrim's passage through

Blood-soaked stripes

taint pale me

and Americans of all types


of all shapes, sizes, and colors

and they also paint a colorful you

oh yes, you

yes, you too!

They Are Coming!

to paint you a somber more forgiving hue



Hear the Golden bagpipes

Play for us now

Songs of a Nation

that we cannot replace

The Star Spangled Banner

God Bless America

and Amazing Grace

Pray for us now



God, George, save our Golden Face

Save our Sacred place

On Earth

As it is in Heaven

Where dreams renew

Where our Golden Eagle

Once so gracefully flew



Soar into Heavens of unthinkable

unsinkable

unreachable heights


Through the fears

the tears

and for over 200 years

of a bloodstained

star struck


history

which is reflected in our

and our older brother’s bloodshot eyes

yet still remains

a mystery



How someone like you

and me

could ever be

this forever free

Never say never

Ever

Oh say, can you see

this valiant righteous fight

of the tiny 13

against the giant gorgeous gallant might

of the Royal Crown


into that last gleaming

fluorescent

effortlessly seeming

twilight

as American soldiers fell

and died

and their women

and Lady Liberty

rang the bell

and cried

screaming

and the little ones

so sound asleep

nestled in their bed

so peacefully dreaming

whilst their King

while their King lay dead


Hear his deep voice echo over and over in your head

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

as you lay there

missing and yearning

teaching and learning

freezing and burning

and tossing and turning

battledrums slow and become tribal

Yes, you too, remembers what he said:

'It is impossible to rightly govern a nation without God and the Bible'



So trumpeters blew and told

their story

the drumboys rolled

out Old Glory

My God behold

Watch Old Glory

so dignified

unfold

Stars and Stripes

thus signified

an Independence newfound

on Sacred, Sacred, Splendid, Sacred, Holy ground

Kneeling at ground Zero

Never forget

My, your, Our forgotten Hero

Ole' Father George pause and take a good look around

Ole' Father George steal the stars

just this once

just in between

the glare of royal red rockets

and hand them to

the mighty 13

and the red stripes so soaked with blood

from our beloved Mother

across the pond

Sons no more, oh no, Mother

There isn't any other


It’s me now - your new younger brother

Just passing through

the bright white rays of sunlight

into the big bold box of navy blue

into starry starry nights

Ole' Father George, our hopes ignited

Your legs so weary

Our dreams excited

Thank you, Ole' Father George

Thank you, God

God Bless These States United