Our Yesterdays

“On Days That Live In Infamy”
By GC SMITH

I was three
back then a world at war
didn’t mean
a lot to
me

Time moved on,
men and women
won the World’s war
that they kept from
our Nation’s shore

I grew from
child to man and watched
as we took precedence
on the world’s
stage

The years piled up
one upon one
and we Americans,
consumed by hubris,
almost lost our way

Post 9-11-2001
were the fateful days
when we went astray
in lockstep reaction
to barbarity

But now, as dawn renews,
it seems we may,
fools that we have been,
find freedom’s way
again

The way
of truth
of liberty
founded in our
beginnings

The way
of law
of honor
envisioned in our
charter

Stalwart men died
brave women sacrificed
for the dream
that is
America

Never forget
days that live
in infamy
be guided
by a higher light

There is more
than infamy;
so guard always
from horror
as legacy

Foremost,
to ourselves be true;
shine our beacon
for the world
to see

For then,
and only then,
can we be proud
of this our land of
LIBERTY