When people walk down the street,
They seemingly care not for who they meet,
While living in their own little world,
not caring about our flag unfurled.

These icons of the business world,
Readily forget when they got the word,
To go to a foreign land to fight,
Against a dictatorial foe's might.

Their mission to bring freedom and light,
So the people of the land have sight,
Of the possibilities they can,
See, hear, touch, smell, and understand.

That the dictator must fall,
And we must give our all,
To free those oppressed,
To return speech suppressed.

Liberty must reign in this world,
If we are to are to live curled
Beside our fires, free as the bird,
Because anything else is absurd.

© 2008 by Barbara Lynn Terry