thrones of commoners

 

Sewn together by sinews of courage
bathed in valor of heroes, blessed by Mothers' sacrifice
the body politic of democracy proudly wears
the scars of age and battle, and the crown of
every human's right to equality.

To defeat the strong one
the Devil binds her hands

Bonds made in the darkest night
when hearts yearned for peace not found;
faith was formed in the face of the rising sun.
When, like dawn, freedom wing spread to soar
over yawning chasms of dread.

A nation rose to grasp for greatness
measured by the thrones of commoners
by moments of nobility
that broke the chains of slaves. It lives
to make life plentiful.

Those that seek to defile the ground
made sacred by solemn vows of me to thee,
and thee to all else, can find
that they sow upon a Providential wind,
and will reap a bitter darkness.