Caged
They sow disagreement within us...
"Move!", "Move!", "Faster!", "Faster!"
We marched; brain-dead. Our bodies inactive...
The stripes represent the
original 13 colonies and...
One day back home, my father took me and my older...
We played in that field until nightfall and then...
POISONED WORDS
THOSE SPOKEN TO WOUND A SOUL...
Service Not Self
Flickering flames, that break the dark...
A YOUNG COLONIAL BOY
I can still remember that damp, chilly Virginia...
You are told this is how a young man
finds honor, that to die for one's country...
Unfurl your flag, let your marching tune soar
in defeat nonetheless you stood your ground...
As so many want to fall and taste the end,
Instead of rising and uplift to knight the light...
Every time I put on this uniform I can't help but...
No matter where you go,
You are bombarded by politics...