While I was in NYC with my friends, we spent some time at Ellis Island. We got to walk the same floors that immigrants walked as they began their new lives. The flag was a quiet reminder of why they sailed across the seas.
That flew over Valley Forge
Was torn in two by the gray and the blue
And bled through two world wars.
I give you the flag that burned in the street
In protest, in anger and shame,
The very same flag that covered the men
Who died defending her name.
We now stand together, Americans all,
Either by choice or by birth
To honor the flag that’s flown on the moon
And changed the face of the earth.
History will show this flag stood a friend
To the hungry, the homeless and lost
That a mixture of men as common as clay
Valued one thing beyond cost.
And they’ve signed it in blood from Bunker Hill
To Saigon and Toko Ri.
I give you the flag that says to the world
Each man has a right to be free.