From Where Did I Come?

I came from a small town.

I came from the country.

Born and raised in a world of unrest.

One of six siblings growing together

Through good times

And bitter times,

Put to the test.

 

I came from the rolling red hills

Of north Georgia.

I came from the green of the Emerald Isle.

I came from the moors, the

Highlands of Scotland,

The outcast of England o’er many a mile.

 

I fought the brave Norsemen who

Challenged the seas,

The Redcoats, the red men, the blue.

I fought for the Maine and the Alamo.

W W one and two.

I fought the red peril,

The cold and the hot,

And those who in terror profess.

I came from a lengthy tradition of freedom

That nothing and no one

Can ever suppress.