Our ordinary days that we often yawn through
Were once mere ideas men fought to make true
There was blood in that ink declaring their escape
From patriots who died for today’s independent ways
Now, occasionally it gets abused in protecting misguided choices
Twisting its purpose spewing out unrestrained voices
Still, this day in July will always for all us Americans
Living that freedom that was birthed long ago in this new land
Happy July, 4th!
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