Lives, Fortunes, and Sacred Honor
They pledged their lives, their fortunes
And their sacred honor.
With courage born of God and love
Of freedom, they stood against
The evil of the day. Nor would their lives
Have been preserved had they failed in their cause.
Today we cower in our comfort zones
Afraid to disobey the unjust laws,
The mandates of corrupted men
Who will control, who grasp for power,
Who deny they are the servants and
Betray the unearned trust of those they’ve fooled.
Where will we find the patriots of today,
Those who treasure freedom over life,
Who stand apart from unearned beneficence,
Who aren’t afraid to say, “I built this,
I own my own rewards and I reject
The socialist fraud of government.”
We the People hold our Freedom
In our hands. No secret patriots will arise
To re-declare the Independence sacrificed
To welfare gods or to Big Brother’s lies.
If we seek fortune over honor, Liberty will not be saved.
The Founders bones raise dust clouds in the grave.
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