The color of red,
Is for the blood that was drawn.
It fell on this land,
At this time it doesn't belong.
The white we defend,
The innocent lives.
The little ones purity,
The cry in their eyes.
The blue is for,
the unity we feel.
The justice that called for,
Upon its appeal.
The stars were once circled,
It showed how we stood,
Like the ones in a tribe,
And the ones in the hood.
When its peace that we seek,
The freedom at hand.
We all stand together,
To protect this great land. |
