The Union

                 The Union

Through the fields of the corn
The low lands and the prairies

The paths that lead to towns
The pastures that yeild our berries

Sounds a ringing horn
Saying something merry

Through the wind liberty blows
Posterity follows
Equality of all man is carried 

In the skies over the pacific
High in the rocky mountain west

Near the raining water falls
Where the sunsets look terrific 

The eagles fly around
Dropping arrows on the proud

Freedom yells out loud

Land of the free
Home of the brave

Land of the proud
Home of the blessed

From the harbours of Boston
To the city that would succumb to brotherly love

We declared our independence 
With a stroke of our pens

A taste of their tea
A piece of our minds

And a you will take our muskets 
Before you take our dime

This land is your land 
This land is my mine

But ain't no king of your land
Taking another penny of thine

We chased them to the Atlantic
Tails between their legs

Running away frantic
Holding bloody rags

Wished it was a tough one
More like a good run

Or one last bite of an old English muffin
Before we let them limp away

For them it's back to King George
Or some other gorge

They got a boot in their sacks
That's the American Tax

Four years later 
And almost to the day

Where we declared our independence 
Our founding fathers had something to say

With some sheepskin
An eagle quil 
And some iron gall

We rang that liberty bell so hard
We cracked her God blessed wall

We got the right to remain silent 
And freedom of speech

Divided the Congress
Ring, ring, ring,

We became the United States of America that day
For a while we lost our way

Then Abe swung his Axe
And the statue of liberty started walking our way

Carey Yoquelet 9/2/2017