Randy E. Richmond

TO THE TOP!

We hoist our flags again today
Up to their highest height
We continue to in earnest pray
To prepare for the long fight

Raising them from half-mast
Diminishes not our grief
Sorrow for the souls that passed
Could never be so brief

Before us are more trying times
Of which we all they will involve
From taking payment for the crimes
To maintaining our resolve

So get ‘em back up to the top
The old red, white, and blue
And may we never ever stop
‘til we’ve done what we must do

The eagle’s misty eyes are clearing
And Old Glory’s proud and tall
Now freedom’s foes will soon be hearing
The footsteps of us all!