Contributed by Robert Lyons
Are we surrounded by wolves?
Our neighbors laying in wait?
Fellow countrymen hating freedom?
Evil deeds being done by everyone!
Are you scared?
Of being labeled or defined?
Signs pointing to derision
Irregardless of your decisions?
Enemies in your own cities?
What’s next? Barbarian horde?
Cannibal lore?
Painting signs above your doors?
Can we dishonor more, those who died before?
“There is nothing to fear but fear itself”
There comes a time to risk some hell
Venture outside your soft bellied shells
Take the offense without defensive ire
Learn a lesson while walking a mile
In shoes not worn out by being used
But broken in by freedom’s dues
One pair, two shoes
Together forward forging a path
Toward a more perfect Union
A great generation again at last