RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Helicopter Rising - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Helicopters rising, music playing to the red, white
and blue, Americans taking a stand.
People from every background, locked and loaded, all
ready to take our country back from the muslims.
They think they've won, but nothing could be further
from the truth as the world will soon see.
Eagle is soaring over our country, nothing can be
hidden from it, we are in every corner.
Awaiting the silent signal, everyone alert and aware
to begin our forward motion of taking back America.
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