Psalm for America

©2018 

by Hayden Greyson 

Misfortune! crow - we the magpies 

Apple orchard, war of dreams and a black eye 

Fathers forsaken, Fathers revered 

To either side the other is to be feared 

 

But I’m…not tired of you America - I sing this 

psalm in the choir for you America 

Do your roads lead to Jericho? 

Afterglow or fire and brimstone 

It is said, “Let him without sin 

cast the first stone” 

 

For the pen is now the sword, words the sabers in a civil war 

Then marching forth in divinity through a devil’s door 

Words of wisdom in the ink of scorn 

I’m so mighty tired of keeping score, yes I am 

 

But I’m…not tired of you America - I sing this 

psalm in the choir for you America 

Do your roads lead to Jericho? 

Shall we propose to you a toast or atone? 

It is said, “Let him without sin 

cast the first stone” 

 

Hallelujah America 

I heard the conversation stop 

Hallelujah America 

Land of freedom… is it not? 

 

O beautiful, lest we forget 

Sun comes up but we disagree if it's morning yet 

For patriot dream, for some tongue in cheek 

For each of us only sees what we wanna see 

 

But I’m…not tired of you America - I sing this 

psalm in the choir for you America 

Do your roads lead to Jericho? 

Does your soul cede self-control? 

It is said, “Let him without sin 

cast the first stone”