Old Glory Is Dying

We live, inhale while gasping to breath, sharing The very same smoggy , tainted air. Some strive trying to keep alive for awhile, But everyone will die trying to thrive on just this. Many will blame corrupted living upon, The century old American dream, mostly lies, That's been depriving, dragging us weakly along. A good man dies while bravely trying To survive and revive this, all be damned mess A lot gave somewhat of, a small sacrifice, While some unknown Hero, gave us their all Yet few fail to really acknowledge, to know It is they who took and will have taken, When they've cried out in pain, falling to death. The hardest fall of all, That's one of God's Own!