In glorious song, we herald
the rising of the new hope;
"America the Beautiful," her tattered flags
and broken heart, now a faint memory;
We sing praises, as she
once again stands
proud amongst the glorious few;
in the midst of terrorists who seek
to disavow her beauty.
She is not meant to wither
in the dust of fear,
Her tears are ones of strength
and unity, rebuilding, becoming stronger
and wiser, for each challenge met.
We the People, embrace her
with love and a historic bond
That holds us, forever
American. Forever, proud. |
