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I
Am the Flag of
the
Of
America
I
am the flag of the
United
States of
America.
My
name is
Old
Glory.
I
fly atop the world's tallest
buildings.
I
stand watch in
America's
halls of justice.
I
fly majestically over institutions of
learning.
I
stand guard with power in the
world.
Look
up and see me.
I stand
for peace, honor, truth and
justice.
I
stand for
freedom.
I am
confident.
I am
arrogant.
I am
proud.
When I am
flown with my fellow
banners,
My head is
a little
higher,
My colors
a little
truer.
I bow to
no
one!
I am
recognized all over the
world.
I am
worshipped - I am
saluted.
I am loved
- I am
revered.
I am
respected - and I am
feared.
I have
fought in every battle of every war for more
then 200 years.I was flown at
Valley
Forge, Gettysburg,
Shiloh
and
Appomattox.
I was
there at
San
Juan
Hill,
the trenches of
France,
in the
Argonne
Forest,
Anzio,
Rome
and the beaches of
Normandy.
Guam,
Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon,
Vietnam
know me.
I'm
presently in the mountains of Afganistan and
the hot and dusty deserts of
Iraq
and wherever freedom is
needed.
I led my
troops, I was dirty, battleworn and
tired,
But my
soldiers cheered me and I was
proud.
I have
been burned, torn and trampled on
the streets of
countries I have helped set
free.
It does
not hurt for I am
invincible.
I have
been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled in the
streets of
my country.
And when
it's done by those Whom I've served in battle -
it
hurts.
But I
shall overcome - for I am
strong.
I have
slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch
over the uncharted frontiers of space from
my vantage point on the
moon.
I have
borne silent witness to all of
America's finest
hours.
But
my finest hours are yet to
come.
When I am
torn into strips and used as bandages
for my wounded comrades on the
battlefield,
When I am
flown at half-mast to honor my
soldier,
Or when
I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving
parent
at the
grave of their fallen son or
daughter,
I am
proud.
Please
forward my message to all who still love and
respect me that I may fly proudly for another two
hundred
years.
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