A hush falls ore the city as tears flow once again
Multitudes now are missing taken from the land
Prayers to God are offered as we join hand in hand
The Eagle has been shaken and challenged once again

So often in our history it seems that life demands
A price for life and freedom something from each man
A call for strength and courage Of all a helping hand
And so we rise the eagle to battle once again

The coward dawns his garment unknown this little man
He strikes as does the serpent then slivers once again
Into a pit or quagmire as he hopes for the night
Then with a cloak of darkness he crawls away in fright

The eagle now awakened rises on the wind
His homeland's been invaded blood flows through the land
Afar he spies the low one then tightening his wings
He swoops and dives upon him a strike of sweet revenge

It's death now to the serpent he who would curse our land
Hell for him is waiting her jaws open again
The fire eternal torment too all such evil men
Who strike in cowardly terror who trouble so our land

The God of all creation rises from His throne
His arms are open wide now He smiles upon His own
He calls unto the eagle then lifts him on the wind
Soar high my child He comforts rise high upon the winds

~o~


Written By: Robert Madron

Florida

© copyright, 2003 (all rights reserved)