Monday, July 4, 2016

Stripes


Stripes                

By John W. Vander Velden

 

The flag flies over our land, stars in a field of blue, and stripes of white and red.

 

Years ago there were those that acted upon an untried dream.  They risked all…their homes…their families…their lives…in the hope that a new thing was possible.  Pain and sacrifice the price willingly paid to a future unborn.  Ordinary men and women…shopkeepers…business owners…farmers…stood together demanding only justice…a fair shake, but they began a social experiment not yet complete.

We are heirs to those bold, who together changed the world.  We are the next to carry the dream yet unfulfilled.  Shall we not look forward toward the possibilities…rather than dwell upon past mistakes?  Shall we not move boldly seeking the very things our forefathers yearned?  Shall we not strive to make this nation a beacon of hope in a dark world? 

We owe future generations our best.  To build upon what we have been given…given by those that have stood before…stood facing boldly what must have seem insurmountable odds to give us freedom.  Freedom purchased with hero’s blood and whip’s stripes on defiant backs.

(190 Words)                6-14-2013

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