On Pondering the Possibility of Another Great Depression...
Sarah Janisse Brown
I am America, and I am free.
Today I am free to flip a switch, and light appears to fill the room.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must light a candle instead.
I am America, and I am free.
Today I can fill up my tank, and travel to the city.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must borrow my neighbor's horse to travel to the nearest farm.
I am America, and I am free.
Today I can go into the grocery store and fill my cart with food.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must go into the field and fill my bucket with potatoes.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can turn a knob in my kitchen, for water warm or cold.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must bring my water from the spring, and boil it over the fire.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can pick up the phone to call my mother, my aunt and my grandma.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must pick up my belongings and move in with my mother, my aunt and my grandma, because none of us can afford to live alone.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can cash a check, our use a credit card to pay for the things I may not really need.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if my cash is worthless and I must barter soap for seeds.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can turn a dial and relax as warm air floods into the many rooms of my home.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if my family must huddle close and add another log to a fire that warms a one room cabin.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can make a hobby of going deep into the woods for turkey and for deer.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must use my gun as a means of my survival until we all grow weary of the gamey taste of venison.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can type an email to congress, or fill my blog with silly pouts and satire.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must learn to make my own paper and pluck a feather from a bird to make my pen.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can chase after comfort, credit, and security.
But tomorrow I will not be free if I prefer these three things above my liberty.
~
Fortville, Indiana
www.BusyBrowns.com
Sarah Janisse Brown
I am America, and I am free.
Today I am free to flip a switch, and light appears to fill the room.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must light a candle instead.
I am America, and I am free.
Today I can fill up my tank, and travel to the city.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must borrow my neighbor's horse to travel to the nearest farm.
I am America, and I am free.
Today I can go into the grocery store and fill my cart with food.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must go into the field and fill my bucket with potatoes.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can turn a knob in my kitchen, for water warm or cold.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must bring my water from the spring, and boil it over the fire.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can pick up the phone to call my mother, my aunt and my grandma.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must pick up my belongings and move in with my mother, my aunt and my grandma, because none of us can afford to live alone.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can cash a check, our use a credit card to pay for the things I may not really need.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if my cash is worthless and I must barter soap for seeds.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can turn a dial and relax as warm air floods into the many rooms of my home.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if my family must huddle close and add another log to a fire that warms a one room cabin.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can make a hobby of going deep into the woods for turkey and for deer.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must use my gun as a means of my survival until we all grow weary of the gamey taste of venison.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can type an email to congress, or fill my blog with silly pouts and satire.
Tomorrow I will still be free, even if I must learn to make my own paper and pluck a feather from a bird to make my pen.
I am America and I am free.
Today I can chase after comfort, credit, and security.
But tomorrow I will not be free if I prefer these three things above my liberty.
~
Fortville, Indiana
www.BusyBrowns.com
www.RuralVillage.org
"borrowed" this poem from my friend, Misty's blog. Very good to remember our Blessings!
4 comments:
Great Poem! love your fall look!
I too like your fall look. That was a good poem...makes one think!
What a wonderful poem about our freedom!!
Thanks for you comment on my blog. About our "round" picture. I have a scrapbook program and I found a picture of a camera lense and then just put our family picture inside of it and sized it accordingly. :) That's why our title is "our life through the lens". :)
By the way, does Becky still have a blog?
Have a great day!!
Crystal
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