I came up from the land, unlike many from the sea
Dare you to envision a land of promise, a flowing beauty, quite vast
Beckoned all you, tired, worn, humbled, hopeful masses, come and see
Invited your simplest of questions, my shadows on many I'll cast
In all your persecutions, travails, woes, I painfully asked you come
I'll give you hope for which you long, a place to belong, to live as one
Under God, the truths we hold dear, can transform all who dare to come
Out of many, endless possibilities, for all to live as one
The flower of our coming, will blossom aromatically, a vast variety
A force for change like no other, can still become a beacon on a hill
Blended into this mosaic, fine tapestry, unique experiment, a laboratory
A world looks on expectantly, at what a nation can become, when exercise their will
With all this charm, along comes you; I aspire to stand true
Our strength come from all who came from places all too many
As colors span a thousand plains, canyons, parks, now every hue
This land we now call home, may justice rain down for any
This union, yet imperfect, faltering, extends outstretch welcoming arms
May courage come to break us free, to live in one accord
Ever mindful of all that holds us, from achieving nobility that alarms
Be faithful, be brave, who declared to promised, " one nation under God"
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.