Reflections of the States

Zero to thirteen to fifty

Farm to factory to firm

From dreams 'till fate

From duty 'till freedom

In justice

In unity

Unwavering that waving

Unstifling that soul

America stand upon its ideals

In boots

To build them

In boots

To bruise them

Today reflects yesterday

Tomorrow reflects today

In America's mirror

Growth is the only way

This poem is about: 
My country

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