The video, without a word, cries volumes, beyond my words. God gave us a Free Land, and many pay the price of maintaining that gift.
I've been told I have some artistry,
In the poetry, I do,
Nothing like this Artist has,
Painting with Red, White, and Blue.
The way he throws the paint around,
Would put this one in jail
With flying paint the hammer,
He strikes soundly on heart's nail.
I also send this to Dial-Up friends,
Though you can't go to the show,
Send it to a neighbor who's PC can,
So every heart, in God, can grow.
What-ever you do, please see-it through.