The Lost Eagle
Does the Eagle still fly above all into the sky?
Does it still rest upon that golden ball above our flag?
Has our honor disappeared through our politics?
Has hate become so strong that it has made us weak?
Who have we become and why do others hate us?
The Red, White and Blue no longer stand but now, sits
Our trust in others has now become fear
Death is now normal and life has become death
Machines now rule over our minds creating chaos
What hope is left for mans survival?
Who is left to trust and depend on?
Who is left to give us strength, hope and faith?
God
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2019
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