I always stand for the Pledge of Allegiance
Never have I ever abstained from its recitation, or remained seated
Although
I haven’t practiced this weekday morning ritual since
I was 18 years of age
These days
On the far rarer occasions I am compelled to rise
To fix my eyes on the nearest flag
To put palm to breast
I am pleased to speak the words
I’m sure I’ll know them even if my wits fade in far-off days
It’s strange
I never bothered back then
Never asked my peers who sat
“Why decide that?”
I wondered, but didn’t pry
I participated, but didn’t look down on those seated
They must have their reasons, I guessed.
I love this country
I feel so blessed to be born unto Liberty
I believe in Us
I hold to hope
I don’t desire more power
But I do wish for a louder voice
What would she say
Lady Liberty
Over the crashing waves
As boats and planes outcast those she claimed
Would her voice be ragged with grief?
Would she cry “Tyranny!” at our conduct in the East?
Will she forgive our misdeeds?
If we cannot be thrown out, might we be cast down?
Despite the pledge I know by heart
I’m asking
Is our Justice for all?
Are we indivisible?
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Hedera Reads 
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