America Beyond the Names

I do not dwell on fleeting fame,
Nor bow to the weight of any name.
Trump, Biden, Musk, or Kirk,
Hochul, Mamdani—none hold my work.

Kimmel laughs, Tucker shouts,
Roseann stirs, and Harris doubts.
Yet through the noise, a truth remains,
America’s heart breaks through the chains.

A land of dreams, of boundless skies,
Where hope is born and freedom flies.
No single soul can claim its grace,
For it’s the people who shape this place.

Bigger than titles, louder than fame,
America rises, untamed, unclaimed.
A beacon of light, a promise to keep,
A nation of strength, awake from its sleep.

So let the names fade, let them pass,
Like shadows fleeting on the grass.
For I love this land, its spirit, its flame,
And it will endure, beyond any name.