A State Of Independence
by Deborah Ann Belka

There once was a flag that flew high,
now it's draped on freedoms grave.
For it once stood for the love of God,
and the home of the faithful and brave.

In the wind, it waved in all its glory,
shedding hope and peace, in God's light.
The stars would sparkle ever so brightly,
and gave confidence long into the night.

It sung of a song that we would flourish,
as it twisted and twirled in the wind.
It claimed our trust and dependence,
in God's mercy, so our battles we'd win.

Now the flag of our liberty is no more,
as they have ripped God from the seam.
And the stars and stripes we have known,
will never again, be looked upon or seen.

There once was a flag that flew high,
and God's strength was its banners goal.
Now it flies in a state of true independence,
for God is no longer, this countries soul!

Copyright 2019
Deborah Ann Belka
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