God´s Own Country....

POEM 590- All of a sudden I remember on junior high our teacher introduced us a mighty country as God´s Own Country was that our teacher of junior high so pro America and yet so shy? he explained that this country has all earth´s rich sources in his belly then I became attached to America though my own country Indonesia was even wealthier but we did not dare to shout that from the tops of our buildings we had that inner wealth to know our richness but we glued our mouths´ gaps we had them all we hadn´t shout them loudest through all ages we had been the proudest this morn I remember again all of a sudden when I was preparing coffee for my spouse what our teacher told us about America´s house God´s Own Country, highest and the mightiest Wow, greatest, richest and most of all what our teacher said about this greatest fame God´s Own Country the wealthiest in this world, others unable to tame my teenager´s time have passed long time now the bells in the churches do not chime now who is to blame? for this undeserving fame? so many times been to the USA even my first grandson came out one week too early from his Mum´s belly so he came on earth at USA´s BirthDay but we reside in the Dutch Own country the USA God´s Own Country but never shared his wealth with the poorest fellow inhabitant now God says to this greatest land ungrateful are you! the richest become richer the poorest sink into their gaps you will become happy again perhaps but for the moment you have to suffer first so many would die because of thirst Indeed, they will die because of man´s greatest thirst Of God´s Love and devotional words so many preceedors have said that ungratefulness makes this land surely dead too many bullets in their daily dishes please, share your wealth according to God´s Wishes with the have-nots in this land so your patriotic heart is at the fullest again of dear God´s Own Beloved Land try the hardest as you can as once said by your Obama man God´s Trumpets will chime Through all ages and in His time…. Free Verse, from The Press ©Sylvia Frances Chan does what she can, this poem just from the poetry-oven Happy Tuesday (21 Mei 2019)silent weather, but lovingly cool this is a day she likes very much, a Day as Such, all honour to God early rise, makes she remain constantly wise….