Old Glory

In all her majesty, unfurled
Stars illuminating the dark corners of the world —
Her freedom, an icon burning bright
In our deepest hours of despair
People view her proudly waving there —
A shining guiding light

Burning yearning hearts — incessant flame
Multitudes marvel at the mention of her name —
Fulfillment at rainbows end, a dream comes true
Seekers of peace and justice —
Have placed their faith and lives in you.

Ring the bells in triumphant chorus
Let them peel mighty on air —
Reflect on heroes, patriots and martyrs
Sacrificing lives —
So she might fly in splendor
Free and proud forever there!

—Dolores E’nama, La Mesa