My newest poem is dedicated to the men and women who made the ultimate sacrifice in defense of this land. It is up to each of us to guarantee it was not in vain.
I emerge only to resubmerge
In the land of grand romance and lies
Of three-eyed fish and one-eyed men
Of time that moves so slowly back
And almost forth
Where whispers drown the loudest screams and
Darkness outshines light
We used to call this the land of dreams
When we knew what dreams were for
This is the land our mothers dug
Into with their raw fingers
That our fathers watered with their tears
This is the land we were hoping for
Where freedom is not just a word
We submerge and reemerge
The air so cold on our wet skin
The mud so soft under our feet
Our hair grown long and hard
Our eyes exhausted by everything they’ve seen
This is the land we were looking for
Where justice is not just a word
Words & Music by Mike Power 