Contributed by Robert Lyons
A time is coming, oh the glory,
a time is coming for our chapter in this story, and it will be gory, an allegory,
storming across the Rubicon with metal armor on as Rome we take at the dawn,
the epiphany strong as vibrant throng of patriots armed with freedom songs and
riflers bomb a cacophony strong enough to ring and throb the heart of even the longest lost,
A nation starts, to remember the part about our hearts that started when we parted our ways with Kings in the days of slaves and chose to go a better path to be truthful to God and our fellow man at last and we get blasted by the ones who we fought off from the past,
this time they dont get a pass
a house divided will not last