02-10-2018, 07:45 PM
Skins on drums were wet with sweat
the day the band danced through the town.
Sun held high in burned-out sky;
bald eagles soared above the crowd.
The sidewalk, wider than before,
bulged and strained along the route;
mostly where the piper’s pranced
and black on blond came marching by.
With hair in bobbing, tressled tails
and legs that wet the old men’s eyes,
stars flicked and kicked,
stripes swirled and curled
round silken flashes, youthful thighs.
America, America…hear your heart on days like these,
when pipes and drums and bugles play.
A poignant pageant passed today
with fresh, young hope surplanting sleaze.
Remember, we are watching.
(Undisclosed youtube location)
Tectak
2017 AT
the day the band danced through the town.
Sun held high in burned-out sky;
bald eagles soared above the crowd.
The sidewalk, wider than before,
bulged and strained along the route;
mostly where the piper’s pranced
and black on blond came marching by.
With hair in bobbing, tressled tails
and legs that wet the old men’s eyes,
stars flicked and kicked,
stripes swirled and curled
round silken flashes, youthful thighs.
America, America…hear your heart on days like these,
when pipes and drums and bugles play.
A poignant pageant passed today
with fresh, young hope surplanting sleaze.
Remember, we are watching.
(Undisclosed youtube location)
Tectak
2017 AT