Chapter Eighty-Three

EAGLE
[ to the tune "Seagull" by Paul Rodgers and Mick Ralphs;
performed by Bad Company, from the album Bad Company ]


              Eagle fly high over American homeland
              One nation's symbol; proud, brave and true
              Eagle cries out "Free we the people!"
              Crying for me and crying for you
              Eagle fly by the face of Rushmore Mountain
              Washington, Jefferson, Roosevelt, Lincoln
              Hear the tried blood of our patriots calling
              Eagle fly east---march on Washington

              Now you fly, oh so high, over land of the brave and the free
              And you cry, "We the people, stand up and march for liberty!"
              And you fly through the lies of our Gomorrah pollution skies
              And you fly all around 'till somebody shoots you down


              Eagle fly over New York City harbor
              Politics of sewage polluting the sea
              Torch of our lady snuffed by corruption
              Leaving wretched millions in homeless poverty
              Eagle fly south to congressional tower
              Thieves of the people play their trump cards
              Selling our future to the highest lobby power
              Buying elections with Wall Street rewards

              Now you fly, oh so high, over land of the brave and the free
              And you cry, "We the people, stand up and march for liberty!"
              And you fly through the lies of our Gomorrah pollution skies
              And you fly all around 'till somebody shoots you down


              Eagle fly by quiet factory and truck stop
              18-wheel trucks all parked in a row
              They've raised fuel prices and lowered our wages
              Parked all in a row and no where to go
              Eagle fly out to America's heartland
              Tilling the tired land of Mother Earth
              The pitiless bank is foreclosing our farmland
              Land of our father and grandfather's birth!

              Now you fly, oh so high, over land of the brave and the free
              And you cry, "We the people, stand up and march for liberty!"
              And you fly through the lies of our Gomorrah pollution skies
              And you fly all around 'till somebody shoots you down


              Eagle fly west over busy L.A. freeway
              People coming and going and heading nowhere
              Lost in a game of greed and survival
              Eagle cries out "doesn't somebody care?"
              Eagle fly low over cramped welfare city
              Handouts of food stamps and a low rent perk
              If we eat better for free why should we bother
              Going back to school or looking for work?

              Now you fly, oh so high, over land of the brave and the free
              And you cry, "We the people, stand up and march for liberty!"
              And you fly through the lies of our Gomorrah pollution skies
              And you fly all around 'till somebody shoots you down


              Eagle fly high over Hollywood Boulevard
              Corporation wealth in control of our brain
              Put meaningful art back into our culture
              Your plate of mediocrity drives us insane
              Eagle fly by the gilded church steeple
              Claiming to worship the true God who cares
              If you do, why don't you pawn all your stain-glass?
              Let our homeless sleep on your fancy oak chairs

              Now you fly, oh so high, over land of the brave and the free
              And you cry, "We the people, stand up and march for liberty!"
              And you fly through the lies of our Gomorrah pollution skies
              And you fly all around 'till somebody shoots you down


              Eagle fly up north through redwood canyon
              The forest is empty, the trees are all gone
              The rivers are poisoned with greed's pollution
              "You've ruined my skies and destroyed my home!"
              Eagle cries out to the Great Spirit
              Great Father of our native Americans
              "Light the tired heart of we the people
              May Yeshua Messiah lead us on home"

              Now you fly, oh so high, over land of the brave and the free
              And you cry, "We the people, stand up and march for liberty!"
              And you fly through the lies of our Gomorrah pollution skies
              And you fly all around 'till somebody shoots you down
              Yeah you fly, oh so high, over land of the brave and the free
              And you cry, "We the people, stand up and march for liberty!"
              And you fly through the lies of our Gomorrah pollution skies
              And you fly all around 'till somebody shoots you down


The Nihewan Foundation      The Achievable Foundation


DEDICATED TO:  Native American activist, song writer and recording artist Buffy Sainte-Marie and motion picture actor of conscience and integrity, Dustin Hoffman; may love lift us up where we belong.


           


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