The Way Out West The Way Out West

Flag of Human Kindness ©Michael Tomlinson


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From the wild Alaska sky to the muddy Rio Grande
To the stormy shores of rocky Maine, there lies a country

I was born here in this land under the flag of hope and freedom
Now it seems such a faded dream, like a dream that's lost it's meaning

In the early morning sun there are many men and women
Waking up in more ways than one to say where are we going?
Where are we going?

There's a time in every life, there is an age for every nation
When her patriots must stand aside and say, "first, we are human"
Are we not human?

And in the dawning of this hour
And in a clear, undoubting voice
If we can heal this ever raging noise
For our human race
I know we must
Who will mend this sacred place?
It's surely us

We can cast our bitter blame or we can just do what is needed
Pray the embers that still remain, become once more a beacon

It's not us against the world, no, it's everyone or no one
There is a braver flag to unfurl, it's called the Flag of Human Kindness
Of Human Kindness

And in the dawning of this hour
And in a clear, undoubting voice
If we can heal this ever raging noise
For our human race
I know we must
Who will mend this sacred place?
It's surely us

Oh, beautiful, for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountains majesty above the fruited plain
America, America, God she His Grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea

America the Beautiful written by Katharine Lee Bates
 



 
   

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