See
Oh say can you see
The apocalypse to be
Bombs bursting over thee
As we fail to agree
On the slightest plea
For a more peaceful key
That makes all of us free
There's no guarantee
That we'll ever be we
Who are but one tree
Of precious liberty
In this land from sea to sea
Happy Fourth!
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Poetry from a Calm Heart.
PoesíaThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases.
