The Colors of my Heart
I have not one favorite color
I see them all the same
but the three that wave proudly
break rank and have names
the red flows freely
like blood from the heart
it stands for something gruesome
with no end
just a start
good men were lost
and husbands and fathers
on someone elses soil
across hostile waters
The white stripes of 6
make one simpe claim
were not all jabs and kicks
our flip side is tame
we offer peace and compassion
in times needed most
were for peace and not war
we don't often boast
take it not for granted
or think we'll just lie down
we keep our men stead fast
three stripes up
none down
blue holding stars
high in one corner
justice and strength
keeping freedom in our borders
some call it a secret weapon
some say we're too proud
our opinions will always
be spoken aloud
the stars of fifty
represent our states
and like those who protect us
band together and hold rank
these three colors
are the best in the world
keep your anger off my soil
or your mind will be swirled