The waters of foreign lands that flood
Are now stained with our country's soldier's blood
The ones whom live come back with our flag all furled
With the embarrassment of injustice that now rules our
country's world
For now the rattles of our money trees
Shall now ring throughout eternity
Then fall upon all others to hear
Only to rest upon our loved one's fears
Before we think America's own battle will ever end
It will be upon the greedy necks of some buisnessmen
to bend
And those men that fought on land and sea
That bought us our old sweet Liberty
Will have to fight again for free
Just to come back and plant more seeds, to keep up
with our land's grown greed
For once our country's flag was suppose to be
The banner of hope for you and me
But now it spreads across foreign lands
Places where our soldiers die hand in hand
The stars represent states that are now not equal
And we refuse to ever work together as one
The stripes now represent the fighting amongst our
own people
Fighting our own battles, that will never be won
Great men gave strength to the flag
Now greedy men have then weakened it
And it's the one's left carrying the money bags
Who receive the rewards of reaping it
That old glory is no longer a symbol of love
It is the symbol of greed for our fellow buisness-
men
And the preachers who become wealthy from advertising
our God above
Will then reap from the hells of sin
For the Bible says it again and again
So may the flag forever fly over this great land of
greed
And may our citizens never lose sight of the embarrass-
ment that it brings
For our country tis of thee
Of thee i sing
Is no longer sweet land of Liberty
Because of the greed it brings
Of thee i sing!
nice composition- Will then reap from the hells of sin For the Bible says it again and again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! What a passionate and patriotic poem this is. My heart goes out to the soldiers fighting wars overseas, away from family's and home - such a hard and difficult situation for them all. Your poem tells it like it is - our poor flag flies in winds of freedom yet looks down upon us bound by the greed and sins of those who prosper from other's misfortunes. A very sad state of affairs for American's - because there are those trying to steal our freedom and destroying our nation. Whatever happened to honor, dignity and respect? This is a great poem Katherine I will add it to my favorite poem list. And if you will allow it add you as a friend also. Thank you for sharing, I have thoroughly enjoyed reading your poetry. RoseAnn