Upholding the Dream
In the land where the eagle soars high and free,
Freedom’s enduring call is bestowed.
From the mountains’ proud peaks to the ocean’s vast span,
Lies the charge of a nation, since its birth began.
It’s not just the soil, the flag, or the song,
But the spirit of justice, where all belong.
To uphold the ideals that the founders wrote,
And keep freedom’s lamp burning, eternally bright.
Duty’s a promise, a vow to the brave,
Who fought on the battlefields, their lives they all gave.
For the right to speak freely, to worship, to dream,
To flow with democracy’s strong, steady stream.
It’s to stand up for truth in the public square,
To lift the voiceless, to show that care is given.
To build a community, united and strong,
Where no one is silenced or feels they don’t belong.
In the ballot box’s power, voices are raised,
To guide a shared future through nights and through days.
To serve with integrity, to strive for the good,
To honor the bond of a great neighborhood.
So let hearts swell with a fire and a grace,
As you answer the call of this hallowed place.
For the land of the free and the home of the brave,
It’s a duty, a privilege, a legacy to save.
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