| By brian francis As I watch the flag flying and waving in the wind My thoughts are left imagining all of the places it has been The many fields of worldly conflict, that it was raised above Embracing fallen heroes coming home wrapped in its love The songs about that banner and the colors in its weave Thoughts of war’s prisoners and tears for their reprieve Inspire pride in its meaning in the foundations of our land From the peaks of those purple mountains to the ocean’s sand The mix of so many nations brings a strength to our resolve Where freedom sings unfettered in our praises of it all The pendulum of our democracy swings in balanced arcs Progressing as intended since the forefather’s made their marks Declaring our right to freedom and defining our national plan Bringing disparate peoples together as one; as American Our steps have sometimes stumbled from whim or avarice Our gaze has sometime faltered as we stood at the precipice And yes, we’ve failed our directives and in the beauty of the plan We’ve found ourselves corrected – the constitution’s reprimand Those arcs have a natural progression the simple beauty of design For love and in allegiance, praise and devotion I claim her mine Copyright ©2021 brian francis |
We are America
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