Stephen Tefft Poet Rhyme

Flyover Land

I was born here in the Heartland,
And the good life calls to me.
And my roots grow ever deeper
Here in this Land of the Free!
Never take us at face value;
There is much we never show
And without us as the backbone…
Well, the country cannot grow!

I was born here in the Heartland,
Hearth and home of all the brave,
And my liberties and rights I
Will maintain unto the grave.
It might not be for everyone
But this is just who we are.
Free and equal under the law
From our roots up to the stars.

I was born here in the Heartland
And it’s here I’ll prob’ly die.
Is there reason for my living?
Maybe I’ll never know why…
But, by grace I’ll keep on working,
And on Sunday, take a knee,
That my children and grandchildren
Will continue to live free!

So, don’t diss us or dismiss us,
‘Cause you’ll miss us if we’re gone.
You might hate us or berate us
But we’ll keep on keeping on.
You can sneer or you can smear us
But right here we make our stand!
We are strong for we belong
In what you call Flyover Land!

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