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The Dream Renewed |
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Here's to the Fourth of July...
Flags whipping in
azure skies
Fireworks exploding way up high
And,
somewhere, a soldier dies.
That death should never be
in vain,
No patriots singing of fruited plains
While
venal men reap selfish gain
Shaming our Flag with
dishonor's stain.
So many souls come to Heaven's
gates
Having given their all to assure our fate:
Dying
that this nation would always be great,
Its citizens
standing fearless and straight.
America must retain
its soul
And continue to nourish spirits bold
Who
strive toward that noble goal �
Melding diversity into
harmonious whole.
Let that glorious dream come true
Nourished by the Red, White, and Blue,
Where brave,
honest folk receive their due
As they secure our
country's dreams anew.
�O say does that Star-Spangled
Banner yet wave
O'er the Land of the Free and the Home of
the Brave?' |
By Thurman P. Woodfork
Copyright 2007
Listed
March 7, 2011 |
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