Written by Danielle E. Pasqua
Copyright © June 21, 2017
Standing next to the crowd
A statue tall and proud
She survived her country’s pain
United from California to Maine
A greatness not to live without
But in midst of celebration
The birthday of their nation
A woman stood up to sing
Held the flag she was carrying
That stood for liberation
“God Bless America” was her medley
A reminder of her patriotic family
Her Grandfather told her the words
Rose above the gunfire he heard
During the war of the last century
That because of heroes so brave
America’s country had been saved
So civilians could enjoy company
Without the rule of vain enemies
In a peaceful world, well-behaved
But the woman couldn’t conceive
She resided in a world deceived
Where the flag was taken down
People who didn’t want God around
She thought How was that achieved?
Yet her Grandfather’s memory stayed
In every note, the orchestra played
She sang for the Americans she knew
From all walks of life, nationalities too
Underneath the fireworks display
Then right after the party had ended
The North Star’s light descended
A reality of her Grandfather’s sign
He had been there the whole time
The voice of America intended