Of Our Twilight's Gleaming, Freedom, Sent. Poem by Michael Gale

Of twilight's gleaming end in sight...
Makes all sense of a wild, partying night.

Though we heard freedom's ring...
Did we proudly serve as sing.

It was our duty to sign and join, Of our military we did...
'In God We Trust'engrave in coin.
We were brave and showed, not were we hid.

Fight on for freedom bring...
For all terrorist, do we win, then sting.

In amounts, that we may be outnumbered...
We stand with backs to the wall, tho' we
stand as twelve feet tall.

We of The United States, always volunteer to hope and help...
To other countries, we move and act, instead of remaining so
still, as unmoving barnacle and kelp.