A Country In Tears
Once upon a time, in a country so far away,
little children gathered, and were allowed
to bow their heads, and pray.
And in this same country, a flag was flown,
a story was written about when it was sewn.
The country was founded on, a desire to be free,
and in this country, there were people, that would meet.
They were very smart, and with God in their heart, they made up laws,
and documented every part.
These laws were written, so people could be free,
everyone had a purpose, they wrote them for you, and me.
A man was elected so honest, and true, he gave the meaning,
to our Red, White, and Blue.
Generations passed, and greed walked in, this was the evil,
that has destroyed many a good man.
War after war, and death after death, grave by grave,
that country wept.
Elections came, and elections went, each making a way,
for this countries decent.
Once upon a time God took center stage, In God We Trust,
was stamped on the money, this country made.
It still is, to this very day, and with the voice of the people,
it will stay.
Once upon a time could be closer than we think, to
keep our freedoms, it is up to you, and me.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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