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Poet's Platform Column | 7 Sept 06

by Janet Nesler | The Scioto Voice | Wheelersburg, Ohio

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Listen America

America won’t you please hear our voice
We are the land of Red, White, and Blue
Founded on religious principles long ago
To these principals will you now be true

Our forefathers came to escape tyrants
They wanted to worship God and be free
Working hard to build this great country
Fighting for their faith if that need to be

What now has happened to this country
Has God been replaced as our salvation
Does anyone think we can really survive
Unless we keep God's faith in this nation

A country founded by and for the people
Yet it now seems that we are ruled by few
Let God's name return to public buildings
Show the minority their rule is now through

Acie Workman
Eden Park

 

Our Great Country

Our great country needs to return to its roots
Not to stand idly by and see it run by a few
Think of why our forefathers came to America
To start this land of the red, white, and blue

Freedom to worship God was their mission
Taxation without representation had to go
Hard working people who wanted freedom
On these ideas this country began to grow

Great men and women worked hard for it
Going to war if this must be the only way
Wanting to see all people safe and secure
Having a church where anyone might pray

Some of their greatest dreams have faded
In public they have tried to ban God's name
Now the ten commandments must not be seen
Was this why our forefathers here first came

Think my fellow Americans, you will realize
With God's help we became a great country
Should we throw it all away to appease some
If in God we trust, we can still keep her free

Acie Workman
Eden Park

 

Our Fallen

As we walk this great land with freedom
We think of those who have gone away
To strange lands to fight for our country
It is for all these heros we have this day

With rows of the White crosses standing
Each cross bears these brave ones name
They fought with valor and with courage
Back in a flag draped coffin they came

Lives have been altered by these wars
We wonder about what might have been
Had our soldier survived that last action
They would be back home with us again

Our country today gives so much gratitude
For those who have died in any ghastly war
We have provided them a final resting place
But to these fallen we owe so much more

Acie Workman
Eden Park

 

 

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