A poem about the American flag and the soldiers who die defending it. |
That banner bright which waves aloft, For freedom stands amidst the night; With forceful might it stays its cause, Determined to set wrong to right. White stars are set in a sea of blue, Unwavering lights in the deep; The clean, new hope so proud and true, By the strength and honor we keep. That banner sound which waves aloft, For liberty stands on solid ground; By purity crowned it stays its cause, By vigilance firm is eternally bound. Broad white bands in blood red field, Blood so spilled for our land; For to evil, this land will not yield Against evil the brave will stand. That banner true which waves aloft, For honor lasts, wrong to subdue; With strength made new it stays its cause, To protect the weak, good to pursue. And when we see our flag so fly, Let us remember the men; Who sacrifice for cause so high, To fight for our country again. They go to gain the victor's crown, They go under liberty's cry; Because death won't hold these heroes down, And life their deaths do buy. That banner bright which waves aloft, For freedom stands amidst the night; With forceful might it stays its cause, Determined to set wrong to right. |