Haunted by the mirror

F r e e d o m

She walks in beauty, like the night                                                            

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

                                                               

& all that's best of dark and bright .

Land of the Free home of the brave.

land of disease home of the slave.

Freedom of religion Freedom of speech.

                                                             

 

    

 

Lands

She

Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs,
you look like a world, lying in surrender.
My rough peasant's body digs in you & makes the son leap from the depth of the earth.