Our country is a nation made up of citizens from every corner of the world. They came here for a better life. We band together in times of strife for protection and strength in defense of neighbors and family. This tradition, this legacy must stand.
“D’artanion’s Call in The New World
The fog of war crept in cannon shot, screams
and the lightening volley thudding death over ramparts
while Francis Scott Keys dreamed
and witnessed the flag still there.
The crossbars creaked and trapdoor scraped
a droning sound that harmonized with a soft call for God
as Nathan Hale ended his words about a fight just begun.
“Don’t harm a hair on this army’s heads!”
Molly yelled loud enough to bring Redcoats shame
as British long rifles lifted aim, then buried stocks in
unshorn grass on the Village Square, one woman’s
voice going hoarse with hope rising there.
The pulse of a nation weakly beats, unemployment up
and children dying on the streets, an industrial
nation outsourced, while citizens man wars against terrorism,
the intercontinental devil with chimera heads.
Here at our nation’s heart, the brave Senator
leaves his post, for “Congress is not operating as it should.”
The Party of No reigns supreme in hallowed halls
where patriots planned, organized and passed laws
to protect the US Constitution on its democratic path
for a free citizenry living in harmony and prosperity.
The strange pledge of allegiance now grates on every citizen’s ear–
The Party of No is really the Party of No Action,
a frozen government sinking into the status quo
of big business profits over solving our economy’s woes.
In this legislative hell, Congressmen wallow in partisan toil,
or so say Senatorial rats fleeing a burning ship of state.