Gathering of Eagles: The Poem Contributed by Bill Faith
Thank you Rurik for spotting this and getting me permission to post it.
Palmetto Silver
It was 76 and a battle was raging to give man the right to be free. Men fought with weapons that could not be silenced Not just of iron but of faith, of courage, and love of liberty
Shots rang in Concord and Lexington, Valley Forge and Bunker Hill. As freedom was marched through the streets of each town Men gave their all, their life and their blood – each of his very own will.
And all over the land as the gunfire roared in each great volley of sound The skies would hear a new echo as the great flocks in the sky Gave vent with their screeching and shrieks to that noise on the ground.
The great eagles had wakened, had heard freedom's soul-wrenching cry. And from their berth high above the fierce storm of mankind They watched as this nation, young and strong, spread its wings to fly.
The eagles have flown for hundreds of years guarding this country brave. They have blessed the blood soaked warriors of each battle fought And have sung in great chorus high above for the sacrifice each one gave.
The eagles are watching and we will watch with them to honor sacred ground. Each name is a symbol of cherished hope and so with claws unfurled they Guard the tombs where the silence of freedom is an overwhelming sound.
And those of men who would deface the Wall and the ground it lies upon Should know the eagle flies and swoops from high above the land Protecting, caring, wings outstretched to secure from those would do wrong.
As liberty came those years ago, so it will continue on its mighty swell And some will die and some will fall from giving of their blood. But the eagle lifts them high to solemn ground, freedom's story to tell.
Contributed by Bill Faith on February 18, 2007 at 09:32 PM in , , , |