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We should never forget history. It does repeat itself.

December Seventh

December Seventh
By Franklin Price
12/07/2020

The  U.S. must remember 
In nineteen-forty-one December
When death and fire rained down from the sky
For some time, all of it was planned,
We made no move to take a stand
We look back now, and have to wonder why

Ships were sunk and many killed
A Day of Infamy, was billed
It took our nation into World War Two
Since then, we've never been the same
Since then, we've played a world wide game
We soon became the captain of the crew

When World War Two was said and done
The U.S. was the only one
That had not had a battle deep within
Extended out our helping hands
To friend and foe in foreign lands
Making battered nations whole again

Won't lie, we made a buck or two
For work we did not have to do
The ones we helped,  made better for it all
Years seven-nine since it began
To see us now, I'm not a fan 
Both in and out we're headed for a fall

The super rich, who can't relate
Are paying for the ending date
Shoving money at the House and Senate  
The signs are there, as forty-one
Every day from sun to sun 
They fund the swamp; most everyone that's in it

Our great nation's threatened now
We, who care, must make a vow
To throw again, the tea into the sea
Our enemy is here to stay
If we don't strive to make them pay
Where does it start?  It starts with you and me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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