- * MY BLESSED COUNTRY USA * -
I sing your praise
To all the world
In solemn oath
Your flag unfurled.
I hold your banner
Way up high
I'll keep it there
Until I die.
Defense of Country
And of pride
For this I sing
I cannot hide.
I sing of honor
And plead my case
I'll meet the enemy
Face to Face.
And if I live
Another day
My honored country
N'er betray.
For honor, pride,
and glory too.
This blessed Country
You are due.
Blessed USA!
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
©2-15-06
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Though I wholeheartedly disagree with your opinion and the meaning of this poem (I'm an American, but I am not at all proud f it and I hate patriotism because it means war through ignorance and pride) , but I must give this a good rating, as it still is a great poem, and I wont let my personal opinion effect it.10 out of 10