The voice within
Screaming "be still"...
Well they waved their flags when Thatcher died
and they laid her in the ground...
there is something so wonderful
about launching yourself...
When the guns fall silent
when the last shots fired...
Service Not Self
Flickering flames, that break the dark...
When the sky turns dark
and the angles fall apart...
I don’t understand the American people anymore...
No wonderful amber waves of grain
reside under all those polluted skies...
Captain America
By Mark Spencer...
The United States is my homeland,
Where a boy can be a fine man...
Let me tell you of the legend of Betsy Ross
We will all see the beautiful stars, and bars...
He slowly stepped forward
And calmly bowed his head...