Sunday, June 19, 2016

Old Glory

Old Glory, they want to tread you into the dirt.
They want to pull you down from your perch
And call you names unfit for a nation.
Who are they?  The ones who slaughter your freedoms
By twisting and wringing them into something
We can no longer recognize
the ones who hide behind you
Because.  They.  Can.
And they don’t celebrate the wisdom
Of the Founding Fathers in expecting change,
Yet they want to change the intent of the law.
Darkness rears its head to stomp Old Glory in the dirt.

But there are guardians to protect it still.

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