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Independence Day |
Subject: The True Meaning of the Fourth of July
In commemoration of the Fourth, the poet, Brian Faulkner, has been
gracious in allowing me the honor of publishing one of his compositions
which speaks so eloquently to the true meaning of this occasion.
As we celebrate this holiday, let's take a moment to remember the vision,
strength of will, and difficulties faced and overcome by those who created
and fought for the independence and liberation of the human spirit. And
let each of us renew our own pledge to continue that fight, dedicating
ourselves to doing all we can to see that each individual is once again
allowed the full opportunity to pursue their own definition of happiness,
unhampered by the dictates of others.
Please enjoy, and I wish a very happy Independence Day to all of my
independent readers!
With flags and banners high; We praise the days of liberty When bright was each man's eye. We sing the spirit bold That fired every will To fight the fight of liberty, And we are fighting still. For Independence now We raise a mighty cheer; Our individual liberty, It is an aim most dear. For sacred right of life, And property, its twin, We praise the ways of liberty To draw new seekers in. There're many who know not The things were said and done, When war for human liberty Was fought, and mostly won. And many more are blind, Bare truth will never see, Who sacrifice their liberty To false security. But we, who are the few, We march with shoulders proud; We praise the ways of liberty And sing its songs aloud. The roll of drums is strong, Our cannons smoke and roar, The flag of Independence Goes flying on before. One letter does it bear (In blazing stripe of gold)--- The "I" of human liberty That we all grasp and hold. We march beyond today With fearless tongues and hands, Until the "I" of liberty In every thinker stands. Across the lanes of air, Into computers' page The birth of Independence--- The "I"--- will come of age. Into our children's schools The books of light will shine, Till many youths, in liberty, Will sing, "My life is mine!" In business place and home Free thinkers will prevail, Till smiles of Independence For everywhere set sail! New marchers of the mind Will follow guilt no more--- The moral right of liberty A creed for rich and poor. The cross of altruism We'll gladly hail, "Goodbye!" No sacrifice when liberty Waves "I" across the sky! We march along the street, We march through every town; We'll swell the self of liberty Till hate of life is down! The roll of drums is strong, The fifes are sweet and bright; Our minds of Independence Give "I" its rising height. We sing the spirit true That will in time hold sway Till Independent Liberty Is its own endless day. Then right, and left, and right, And right and left again, Come all you sons of liberty And join the march of men. Now on and up we go, And no! we'll never cease! The "I"s of Independence Are mastering ---increase! Our rockets soar in air, Our colored streamers fly! The dawn of Independence Is bursting with its "I"! Now right, and left, and right, And right and left again; Come all you sons of liberty And swell the ranks of men! I extend my sincere thanks to Brian for his continuing inspiration in the cause of liberty. For more of Brian's wonderful poetry, please visit his website. |
