America No More‪!‬

Just how arrogant can I be,
With my misguided to speak to others
The way people of the past have spoken to me?
My blind attempts of using words as a brush,
To paint a landscape of all my fears and lust.
I long to find a way to say the things I see in my mind.
To make people feel the things I may never find.
When the time comes that Ive been gone from this earthly plane,
And it has been more than a century since someone has spoken my name.
It is my hope that my words still echo through this world.
To know that something I once said eventually was heard.