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Feathered grand masters of the air,
Winged lords of the sky,
Chieftain's of the heights divides,
Behold the great American Eagle.
Flying rafters grappling at the moon kingdom
Of illusions, shadow stalkers by the night's
Tidal eclipse, do these lunar hunters await
For the weak and meek, to emerge from 
Purging's black holes beneath the earth.
Deadly free falling demons, aiming with
Stealth's pin point accuracy, flesh to the bone, 
Raw elegance in motion, soaring these the Gods
Of winged flight.
Kings standing on the roof tops of the alpine
Mountains, royalties monarchs living by instinctual
Survival, notabilities symbol of strength and power,
Divine lords of the sky.
White powder clouds pierced by the sharpened
Edges of the cutters wing, as eyes glare into the
Pitch black of night, with perfections vision
At mid-nights darkest hour.
Honors peaks holds thy nests of liberty,
As prides guardians glide in the infinite tides
Of  liberation, above a nation proud and strong.
Although the shifting currents of strife may
Thrust at them, storms hellish winds of war
Strike at them, they remain united against the
Common cause, rising in a spiritual union,
These the soaring lords of the sky.
Hush in silence for just one moments lingering
Breath, watch beauty's clippers cut the sky
In half, freedom fighters living amongst 
The brilliance of heaven, in a world of natural
Peace, that only mankind can dream of, are they
Not completely magnificent.
Feathered grand masters of the air,
Winged lords of the sky
Chieftain's of the heights divides,
Behold the great American Eagle.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

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