The Red The White & The Blue
By: Lawrence W Langman (c)

We've walked through sands
mires, and muck.
Blisters from heat or boots
that sucked stuck.

We gluttoned for punishment
looking for fights.
Standing for freedoms of
unwavering rights.

Away from our homes
alone and naive.
Silenced suppressed and
so scared we can't breathe.

Sounds that surround
no peace for the weary.
Hearts torn asunder from
tears beheld eerie.

We charged towards bullets
in a fiery rage.
As history looks back towards
those days on a page.

Those stars and those stripes
for all that has bled.
Those walking upright yet
came home and felt dead.

So all of you patriots around
raise up your glass.
Let's honor this nation
and for all we've outlast.

Let the pounding of heartbeats
thunderous sounds.
Echo the heavens above from
states, cities, and towns.

Hold on to your loved ones
and shed a few tears.
For the cost of this nation
as you're lifting that beer!