JEAN LEWIS MORRIS A patriot I! This is my cry: Build large each battleship! Arm a million men! The world defy! Let darting planes fill the sky And lesser peoples feel our grip. My country has right, by warlike might The nations of the world To plunge in nervous fright, Preparing for the fight Before war's declaration's hurled. I'm a red-blooded American Who never from battle ran, Not a pacifist or saintly faker. You've guessed me right, I'm in every fight! ... I'm a munition maker. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SOUVENIR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A BANJO SONG by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON TO -, WITH A ROSE by SIDNEY LANIER CONSECRATED GROUND; READ AT THE NEW YORK CITY HALL by EDWIN MARKHAM DOMESDAY BOOK: HENRY BAKER, AT NEW YORK by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE CHARGE OF THE BREAD BRIGADE by EZRA POUND |