OLD GLORY

OLD GLORY

I’ve always been so proud to be
The symbol of equality.
I’ve stood for all that’s right and free
And men lay down their lives for me.

It started, oh so long ago
I thought it would never change.
The pride they had was like a glow,
No one thought it strange.

They stood and looked at me with love,
With hand on heart and tear filled eye
And thanked Almighty God above
And prayed no more would die.

They hung me high on bloody hill
And asked the world to see …
They fought and died and always will
To keep all humans free.

I watched them strive to reach the moon,
I flew right by their side.
Alas, we celebrate too soon
The youth have lost our pride.

They turn their head when I go by,
They shoot me as I wave.
They spit upon me as I fly,
They desecrate the grave.

Are they so blind they can not see
The ghosts who loved me so?
As they march through eternity
They plead for youth to know.

A million battles have been won
A million lives we’ve lost
And all to keep me in the sun
We must at any cost.

If the Star Spangled Banner
Doesn’t give each heart a chill
Then you’ve missed what life is all about
And I guess you always will.

Brave men have always carried me
Through city streets with marching band
From Gettysburg to Tripoli
Across this great majestic land.

Rise up America, the time grows short,
It soon may pass you by.
Take “Old Glory” from its post
And hang it up on high.

Take pride and love and humility
And spread it far from sea to sea
And tell the world with MIGHTY CRY …
OLD GLORY now will NEVER die.