People from all over coming together no matter the weather
having fun while serious business is being discussed
what’s not seen in the crowds
is one of Left’s worse weapons ever inflicted on America
While President Trump works his ass off on our behalf
well just say if President Trump were to call me up sayin
Chance
you have a way of seeing things perhaps others overlook so what am I missing Chance?
Sir, it’s like this
refrain from using the Left’s language
Chance what the hell you talking about?
Sir, I’m talking about
Sir, when you look out at the people, do you see it anywhere on display?
no Sir you don’t
The Hyphen, Webster’s Dictionary defines,
Is a symbol used to divide a compound word or a single
word.
So it seems to me that when a man calls himself
An “Afro-American,” a “Mexican-American,” “Italian-
American,”
An “Irish-American,” “Jewish-American,”
What he’s sayin’ is, “I’m a divided American
Well, we all came from other places,
Different creeds and different races,
To form a nation…to become as one.
Yet look at the harm a line has done–
A simple little line, and yet
As divisive as a line can get.
A crooked cross the Nazis flew,
And the Russian hammer and sickle too–
Time bombs in the lives of Man;
But none of these could ever fan
The flames of hatred faster than
The Hyphen
The Russian hammer built a wall
That locks men’s hearts from freedom’s call.
A crooked cross flew overhead
Above twenty million tragic dead–
Among them men from this great nation,
Who died for freedom’s preservation
All the differences of Man.
Being free in mind and soul
Should be our most important goal.
If you use The Hyphen as a wall,
You’ll make your life mean…and small.
An American is a special breed,
Whose people came to her in need.
They came to her that they might find
A world where they’d have peace of mind,
Where men are equal…and something more–
Stand taller than they stood before
So you be wise in your decision,
And that little line won’t cause division.
Let’s join hands with one another…
For in this land, each man’s your brother.
United we stand…divided we fall.
We’re Americans…and that says it all.
Marines Chance?
yes Sir
I never served with a Hyphenated Marine Sir
I like your council Chance
I shall call upon you again
yes Sir
E pluribus unum