NORTH OF THE BORDER

NORTH OF THE BORDER
(To the tune of, “South of the Border,” by Jimmy Kennedy & Michael Carr and featured in Frank Sinatra’s 1958 Concept Album “Come Fly With Me.”)

North of the border from old Mexico.
Down where the Rio Grande lays out its hand
in gentle flow.
The Donald is building a wall soon to grow.
North of the border from old Mexico.

He’s spending a billion to seal-off the land
But he could spend a trillion and still not even understand
These people keep coming, where else can they go?
But North of the border from old Mexico.

In their eyes you can see desperation.
There is violence and chaos about.
And when people have reached desperation.
No silly wall will keep them out.

North of the border we’re really naïve.
Thinking a wall defends when in the end walls deceive.
In shutting them out, we’re shut-in you know.
North of the border from old Mexico.

Lyric © 2017 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL?

American has always been a work in progress. Consider the Bill of Rights, The Civil War, The Warren Court. But underlying these enormous changes has been a foundational belief that life imbues every human being with dignity that must be protected; that considers each individual born worthy or respect. These beliefs led our founders to attempt this great, if imperfect, experiment in democracy, marched them to the promise of a higher ideal. That promise is our greatness. Slavery stained it but the strength and vision of Abraham Lincoln purged the stain. The Union victory, however, did not end the struggle towards equality. The fight with ourselves to live up to our ideals continues to this day when America seems to have lost its footing. We are stumbling along a path of divisiveness that is dangerous to the core of our democracy. This lyric is not a condemnation of our country which I love and admire for its accomplishments and big-heartedness. Rather, it is a challenge to regain our step and fulfill our promise. To continue to value reason above the use of force; to insure that all living here, black, white, Christian, Muslim, Jew or other, will enjoy equal opportunity and share in the great abundance with which we are blessed; and, to continue to offer sanctuary for the huddled masses fleeing tyranny, war or pervasive violence and economic slavery – never to turn away those in need solely because their foreignness makes us uncomfortable..

AMERICAN THE BEAUTIFUL?
(To the tune of “America the Beautiful” by Samuel A. Ward & Katharine Lee Bates)

For worshipping a loaded gun.
For weapons close at hand.
For children murdered on the streets
Across a troubled land.
America, America.
Oh where, oh where art thee?
A brotherhood, we know is good.
America please be.

For darker skin of girls and boys
Whose future Race would steal.
For living one day in their skin.
For anger Just to feel.
America, America.
Oh where, oh where art thee?
A brotherhood, we know is good.
American please be.

For immigrants who come with hope
For freedoms they’d not had.
For watching o’er Miss Liberty.
When we know she is sad
America, America.
Oh where, oh where art thee?
A brotherhood, we know is good.
America please be.

Lyric © 2016 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
All rights reserved