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Our flag crumbled then fell crushing its HONOR.
We the people felt humbled, not swell lusting new power
TRUST finally gave way now tragically lost.
For more dust we pray even knowing the cost.
Confused because facing two seperate ways.
RESPECT was desperate and left in a maze.
MORALS were abandoned now trends free ta spark.
The moon's royals became short handed now it only stays dark
In the end our PRIDE, it was drowning as we the people cried,
(Please no frowning) .

PRIDE - HONOR my TRUST & RESPECT my MORALS

TONY DEAN DRISKELL

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