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