source O Say, Can You See America? (Lynn D. Morrissey) O say, can you see by the dawn’s early light a true-blue-welkin-dream: streaming sun, gleaming chrome, flashing steel— the city’s stellar towers rise— peopled to the stars, to the far-flung skies. O say, can you see by the dawn’s early night men’s blackguard schemes, Gehenna’s… Continue reading