Our Flag - Poem by Burt Poole
Some say it’s just a symbol and deserves no special care
They trample and they burn it; spit upon it on a dare
They call their actions freedom as they desecrate our flag
Then they proudly flash the “V” sign; they have shown their right to brag!
What contempt and insolence to treat, with such disdain
This emblem of our Nation, bought with heroes blood and pain
As we pray, “God Bless America”, let us always do our part
To keep old glory flying high with a hand upon our heart
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