I am
the flag of the United States of America.
My
name is Old Glory
I fly atop the world's
tallest buildings.
I stand watch in America's
halls of justice.
I fly majestically over
institutions of learning.
I stand guard with
power in the world
Look up and see
me.
I stand for
peace, honor, truth and justice
I stand for
freedom.
I am confident.
I am
arrogant.
I am proud.
When I am
flown with my fellow banners,
My head is a
little higher,
My colors a little truer.
I
bow to no one.
I am recognized all over the
world.
I am
worshiped - I am saluted.
I am loved - I am
revered.
I am respected - and I am
feared.
I have fought in every battle of
every war
for more then 200 years.
I was
flown at Valley Forge,
Gettysburg, Shiloh and
Appamatox.
I was there
at San Juan Hill,
the trenches of
France,
in the Argonne Forest,
Anzio, Rome
and the beaches of Normandy,
Guam, Okinawa,
Korea and KheSan,
Saigon, Vietnam knew
me.
I was there.
I led my troops,
I was
dirty, battle worn and tired,
But my soldiers
cheered me
and I was proud.
I have been
burned, torn and trampled
on the streets of
countries I have helped set free.
It does not
hurt
for I am invincible
I have been
soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled
in
the streets of my country.
And when it's done
by those
Whom I've served in battle...it
hurts.
But I shall overcome...for I am
strong.
I have
slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch over
the uncharted frontiers of space
from my
vantage point on the moon.
I have borne
silent witness
to all of America's finest
hours.
But my finest hours are yet to
come.
When I am
torn into strips and used as bandages
for my
wounded comrades on the battlefield,
When I
am flown at half-mast
to honor my
soldier,
Or when I lie in the trembling arms
of a grieving parent
at the grave of their
fallen son or daughter,
I am
proud.
I am The Flag I
am Old Glory
