I am the Flag of the United States of America. My name is Old Glory.
I fly atop the world’s tallest buildings I stand watch in America’s halls of justice.
I fly majestically over great institutions of learning.
I stand guard with the greatest military power in the World.
Look up and see Me!
I stand for Peace, Honor, Truth, and Justice.
I stand for Freedom!
I am confident, I am arrogant, and I am proud.
When I am flown with my fellow banners, my head is held a little higher – my colors are a little truer.
I BOW TO NO ONE!
I am recognized all over the world.
I am saluted, I am respected, I am loved, and I am feared!
For more than 200 years, I have fought in every battle of every war;
Antietam, Gettysburg, Shiloh, Appomattox, San Juan Hill, the trenches of France, the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome, the beaches of Normandy,
the jungles of Guam, Okinawa, Tarawa, Korea, Vietnam and in the heat of the Persian Gulf.
I was there.
I lead my Sailors and Marines ashore,
I watch over them and they love me.
I was on a small hill at Iwo Jima.
I was dirty, battle torn, and tired but my Sailors and Marines cheered me!
I WAS PROUD!
I have been soiled, burned, torn, and trampled on the streets of countries that I have helped to set free.
It does not Hurt for I am invincible.
I have also been soiled, burned, torn, and trampled on the streets of my own country,
And when it is done by those with whom I have served in battle, it hurts!
But I shall overcome because…
I am strong!
I have slipped the surly bounds of earth and, from my vantage point on the moon,
I stand watch over the new frontiers of space.
I have been the silent witness to all of America’s finest hours.
But my finest hour comes when I am torn into strips,
To be used as bandages for my wounded comrades on the field of battle,
When I fly half mast to honor my dead countrymen,
And when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving mother at the graveside of her fallen son or daughter.
I am proud!
My Name is “Old Glory” and long may I wave dear God – Long may I wave.
On this Veteran’s Day, Head Muscle would like to thank all Americans who have bravely donned the cloth of our nation.
Your sacrifice is remembered. God bless and Godspeed!
Head Muscle 