raised from the ashes of once-proud buildings by brave firefighters,
who risked their lives to save others,
all that America,
never be beaten.
who would destroy me cannot win,
for I am
the symbol of freedom,
nation under God,
indivisible with liberty and justice for all.
been burned, torn and trampled on the streets
countries I have helped set free.
not hurt, for I am invincible.
been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled on the streets
it is by those whom I have served in battle, it hurts.
shall overcome ... for I am strong.
slipped the bonds of Earth
stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space
vantage point on the moon.
borne silent witness to all of America's finest hours.
finest hours are yet to come.
When I am torn into strips
wounded comrades on the battlefield,
am flown at half-mast
my sailors, Marines, soldiers and airmen,
I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent
grave site of their fallen son or daughter,
is Old Glory.
Dear God, long may I wave.
Long may I wave.
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