They found Him lying nieth a bridge
His home a box and
His meals were crude and came from trash
a bottle of wine, it was His last’
He must have toasted a torrid past
They searched His body for some I.D.
but found there none!
But in His hand he held so tight
one tin Flag, which read:
Oh I am proud for I have served
For with this Flag I shall stand
For the Freedom in this promised Land
Much, much taller then the man
who shall pry this One Tin Flag
From my cold, cold hand.
© July 4, 1989, John T. Slovenz
Formerly: One Tin Flag, renamed The Patriot, 8/7/2001