As messed up as I seem, as much as has happened, one thing I hold true above all else. |
-Under These Colors- by Keaton Foster Up there She floats Up there She goes Wavering Way up Higher above Continually She soars Beyond those dead Above those missed Above all that was lost And everything won She, a reminder Of who we are And what we are Under these colors Proudly do I stand Just one man A former soldier Turned sort of poet In the name of war Under that banner Of unquestionable freedom I killed my fellow kind Battle tested Proven men Swearing allegiance To their own flag To their own nation And I’ll have to assume To an unfamiliar deity I’m sure they wanted to live But on those days of battle Fate it turned out Was in my corner Making sure That I’d survive I’m not proud of killing But I am certain With regard to the reason I have no regrets I know that I’ll answer To my chosen God above For all that I’ve done In the name of her And this great nation Under these colors Many years onward From those times of battle And from those days Of such impossible decisions Here again I am standing With my hand to my heart Swearing my allegiance To me it seems That most beings alive Need something to believe Something to aspire For the human that is me It’s red, white, and blue I was born truly free And I’m certain To die the same Under these colors Proudly do I stand Honored to have done All that I have done In the name of The right to be free And all that Such freedom means… Under These Colors Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |