Drops falling down
Clouds thunder-clapping...
Springing up from rest,
Flames erupt with excitement...
It was Fourth of July weekend
Piedmont Park...
Iridescent lights up the sky,
Spewing shapes left and right...
They say "we the people" started this...
The beautiful land that is mine, the same land...
Over the ages
Through the battles...
Called
To serve...
Under the hot sun seven seas from the Crown
Tablet of freedom she holds in her arm...
You are here because of the ones who fight for...
the ones that give their life to save and protect...
How does it make sense
It just doesn’t make sense...
Blood shed
mind obsessed...
I will be back,
post again...