Saving Patriotism (Song for America)
Every year, I find it harder to sing these familiar, patriotic songs without a lump in my throat. I actually thought about skipping the concert this year. I can barely make it through rehearsal without tears welling in my eyes, and the words sticking in my throat.
What does it mean to be American today? I can't help but feel that David Bowie is more relevant than the haunting, patriotic standards of my childhood:
A little piece of you
A little piece in me will die
For this is not America
Our national honor has been squandered; our global respect, forfeited. Our morality is sliding down a tortured, slippery slope into the very evil our grandfathers thought they had conquered. Overseas, our soldiers are killing and dying -- and we don't even know why.
I am clinging to my patriotism, my idea of who we are. America the beautiful. America the free. I refuse to let this go.
I have drawn a line in the sand; I stand with the Republic, not the empire.
O beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain
For purple
mountain
majesties
Above the fruited plain
America! America! God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good With brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
Oh beautiful for pilgrim feet, whose stern impassion'd stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat, across the wilderness
America!
America!
God mend
thine every
flaw
Confirm thy soul in self control
Thy liberty in law
O beautiful for patriot dream, that sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam, Undimmed by human tears
America! America! God shed his grace on thee
And crown
thy good
with
brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
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