The Whitmans bask in America's song:
The story of the carpenters,
The woodcutters and the mothers,
Their sweet singing depicting just how
Equal Her carols are from Her Throne.
High horses from the generations,
Older and wiser,
Richer and stronger,
Seated above the young, dumb,
Poor, and weak.
The Whitmans stand tall,
A crown on their heads,
Listening to the singing of those below
As they create songs about equality among men
And perform to the Gods watching from above.
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The Whitmans and The Hughes
PoetrySome live life carefree and happy, and success finds them along the way. For others, their journey for success leaves them empty handed. For others, they can watch and imitate those around them that have achieved everything they can hope for, but st...
