There's no room at the top
For you and your story
Close your eyes and see
The trampled bi-color
Close your eyes and feel
The claws of the Eagle
Close your eyes and hear
The taunt of Marianne
Close your eyes and touch
The tears of Catherine
Look inward and find
The strength to say no more
Open your eyes and reach
For a place above the stars
Unspangled and unstriped
No longer cry, seamstress
Liberty is our sole mistress
Guy S. Antoine,
Flag Day 2004
