God Bless America, Land that I Love, Stand beside her and guide her, thru the night, with a Light from above...
Our intentions were honorable right from the start, it wasn't just a longing, but an inherent need and will, to escape the clutches of tyranny and abuse
Not all participated, nor were down for the fight, maybe they were content with the conditions they were living in
Maybe they thought it would be to no avail, of no use, unobtainable, using every excuse
While others could not wait for the Revolution to finally begin...
So with an army of infantry and with a ragtag militia of boys and men
they fought together against the strong arm of tyranny, they fought for freedom, right where they stood and although,
it could not have been easy to turn farmers into militia and then into infantrymen
They fought on through nights without rest, long bloody days, through rain, snow and the storms which would so mightily blow
Many never made it back to their farms, their families, their homes; no loved ones were there, as they suffered and as they bled
But, I’m sure their final thoughts or words, were of freedom, of the fight and how they had once stood so very tall
They refused to back down to the very thing, so many before them, had fled
They fought side by side, for something so much larger than any one man, they fought, all for one and one for all
They had each other’s backs; they fought in horrendous conditions, which would leave the most seasoned, shaken
They did it for each other and for all of us, so we would no longer be ruled, but rather, live as we are meant to live - Free
We’ve not always done everything with perfection; but, we’ve given much more, than we’ve ever taken
Things which had always existed, such as conquering and slavery, would come to an end here...no longer to be
Without Putting Up One Helluva Fight
We’ll never know the number of battles which ended, before they could really begin or of the many sacrifices; how many Mothers lost each and every son
We think we know so much, ignorance has such bliss and such sweet appeal
But, we easily take so much for granted, whether it’s a brand new day or the fight for freedom, which is never really, over or done
We go forth with blinders on, with a mix of raw emotion and very little faith, more grounded in - the surreal
I will never apologize for the pride which I take, in this amazing place
this land of opportunity for all, which God commissioned, was to be
If you want to buy into the falsehoods and see her only as...a disgrace
That’s your prerogative; live in knowledge or in denial, but thank God that you live free
If you choose to live in the past, it only hurts you and those you love, in the end
While you see all that is wrong and can never see that which is so very right,
I see you as my countryman, my neighbor, my ally and my friend
But, it must be made crystal clear; it is a majority from all walks of life, who will never surrender their freedom, without putting up, one helluva fight
We are so mighty proud of that very first ragtag Army of ours and of our flag; for all it has been through, all it has endured and for all of the stories, it has yet to tell!
God Bless America!
That Ragged Old Flag
We Take so much for Granted
I wanted to include the words of Johnny Cash's, 'That Ragged Old Flag', I think it is often the case that people will only scan and not peruse an article and will not take the time to watch videos, which have been shared.
Too many people are completely clueless when it comes to our beginning, what our flag represents, throughout our history, but because the words have been used before, I could not include them and had to remove them in order to get this published.
I've included them in the comments section
We are in a crucial time here in this Country, where only negatives seem to begin and end every single conversation.
This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.
© 2020 A B Williams
A B Williams (author) from Central Florida on July 03, 2020:
I embrace and cherish our Independence, which was so gallantly and so unselfishly fought for, 244 years ago.
Happy Birthday America!
A B Williams (author) from Central Florida on June 17, 2020:
I thought I responded to you Shannon, sorry!
I certainly don't understand much at all about how HP scoring, etc. works!! I am just happy that they finally value me at more than a '24'. :)
A B Williams (author) from Central Florida on June 16, 2020:
THAT RAGGED OLD FLAG
I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench an old man was sitting there
I said, "Your old courthouse is kinda run down"
He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town"
I said, "Your old flagpole is leaning a little bit
And that's a Ragged Old Flag you got hanging on it
He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down
"Is this the first time you've been to our little town?"
I said, "I think it is", he said, "I don't like to brag
But we're kinda proud of that Ragged Old Flag"
"You see, we got a little hole in that flag there when Washington took it across the Delaware
And it got powder-burned the night that Francis Scott Key sat watching it, writing, 'Say Can you See'
And it got a bad rip in New Orleans
With Packingham and Jackson tuggin' at its seams"
"And it almost fell at the Alamo
Beside the Texas flag, but she waved on though
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville
and she got cut again at Shiloh Hill
There was Robert E.Lee, Beauregard and Bragg and the south wind blew hard on that Ragged Old Flag
On Flanders Field in World War I
she got a big hole from a Bertha gun
She turned blood red in World War II
She hung limp and low a time or two
She was in Korea, Vietnam
She went where she was sent, by her Uncle Sam
She waved from ours ships upon the briny foam
And now they've about quit waving her back here at home
In her own good land here she's been abused
She's been burned, dishonored, denied, and refused
And the government for which she stands
is scandalized throughout the land
And she's getting threadbare and wearing thin
but she's in good shape for the shape she's in
'Cause she's been through the fire before
and I believe she can take a whole lot more
So we raise her up every morning, we take her down every night
We don't let her touch the ground and we fold her up right
On second thought, I do like to brag
'Cause I'm mighty proud of that Ragged Old Flag"
Shannon Henry from Texas on June 16, 2020:
You're welcome. Lyrics can be found all over the web. There are several websites that provide the words to songs and Google penalizes for duplicate content in their SEO algorithms. Much like the HP score, I can't ever figure out the exact SEO rules and strategies either.
A B Williams (author) from Central Florida on June 15, 2020:
Thank you Shannon. Apparently, I can't include the words to Johnny Cash's 'That Ragged Old Flag', because someone already has. ???
I took it out. :(
Shannon Henry from Texas on June 14, 2020:
Love the last stanza of your poem!