My heart doth beat faster, when I view o'er the world
The Star-Spangled Banner in glory unfurled.
'Tis fitting and proper that it should so be
Since our land was the progenitor of the free.
Down through the years, the decades, the ages,
Our nation did prosper, the land which the sages
Envisioned and pined for with prophetic sight
Whilst life was extinguished. Tyrannical might
Had commanded as such, for if one should rise
On wings of new knowledge and climb to the skies
Of pure wisdom, and behold the majesty there
That awaits him in freedom, then he just might dare
His stifling shackles and chain-links to tear
From their embedded anchors, and oping the gate
Which has barred him from forum, lyceum, debate;
Should forsake said destruction, and vow to create!
Generations of men held this dear to their soul:
"If our land should survive, we ourselves will console
All our kith and our kin if we should depart
This earth for the land we love with all our heart.
We prefer not to die or be slaughtered in battle,
We'd rather sell bonds or raise horses and cattle;
But if worst comes to worst, and the foe we must face
Just know that we served with all honor and grace
For our country's a lady that's worth dying for.
She's pure and she's good. We love and adore
The strong features that welcomed us when we were born
In a small forest cabin, or when all forlorn,
Poor, and destitute, we arrived 'cross the sea
And were met by the torch of Lady Liberty."
These words were echoed by millions of men
As they went off to battle, time and time again.
Whether volunteers or whether the drafted,
They came home in boxes, or had to have grafted
The pieces of others to make them complete;
Be it arms, legs, or kidneys, fingers, or feet.
Is it sad? Absolutely. Is it unholy? No.
These men fought for freedom so that it could grow.
Missing at D-Day or captured in 'Nam,
Run through with a saber or killed by a bomb,
A force so great was compelling and calling
That men kept enlisting while soldiers kept falling.
Behind all these actions, the thought was, "Can I
See that freedom lives on if for it I should die?"
Men have fought for this right under countless odd banners
(Now, please, just excuse me and forgive my manners),
But their movements and rallies have always been crushed
For the autocracy said that they should be hushed.
In America freedom not only survives,
But spreads itself out liberally, and it thrives.
Of course we have problems. I do understand
That some issues are very ingrained in our land.
The riots, the protests, the general unrest,
Gangsters shooting policemen, our bravest and best;
But the good should not be overlooked by the bad
Or else one day we'll look back on what we "once had."
So stand up for your country. Be happy you're free!
Be glad you can argue with people like me
And drive me insane with your radical views
(Just don't be upset when I win and you lose.).
Our nation is great and our nation is blessed
The rest of the world struggles simply to crest
The hillocks of progress we conquer with ease
We've vanquished our enemies, wiped out disease
On shores home and foreign, seen nations arise
From the ruins of empires before our eyes.
I love my dear country, the U. S. of A.,
Without it I would not have wrote this today.
It is strong, its story enraptures the planet,
Though oft wrong, it has glory as firm as the granite.
Sometimes granite has faults, as some other rocks do,
And it might crack a bit, 'fore the storms all get through,
But the stone stills endures just a little bit longer
Through the trials it faced, it has now become stronger.
So I truly believe deep down in my heart
That our factions and fighting won't tear us apart.
We'll have them again as we've had them before
And we're having them now (The variety's poor.);
But we'll always come through it. Whatever affronts
Us with threat or invasion, we all bear the brunt
And we join hands and hearts while the old flag still waves
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.