"You Moved Me Too Far Away"
There was a time, in the long ago, when you and I were close. I was an infant, created out of nothing,but you made me part of you, and i felt loved, and needed. Loved for what I stood for, needed as a sign to others of what you had created. As you created me, out of nothing, so you created something, something wonderful, and you allowed me to be the symbol.
But then, you moved me too far away.
We had it rough, at first, you and I. We were weak, and there were others that saw our weakness, and thought that we could be controlled, even overpowered. There were those that wanted to grind me into the dust. You stood firm, and I remained protected, proud, honored to be your representative wherever you went.
But, you moved me too far away.
There was that time when you began to fight among yourselves, doing terrible things to one another. Some of you turned your back on me, spurned me, and even tried to harm me. You raised a brother to me, a brother against me, but he and I never fought, though you and your brothers fought each other. He stood proud, a symbol of his belief, my younger brother, but he passed, and in his passing
I mourned too, for he was not that different than I, and he saw the same blood shed on the grassy fields.
But, you moved me too far away.
We traveled, you and I, Lord!, the places we went! I can't think of a sea that we did not travel together. There were mountains, and deserts, and foreign lands, and you even took me to the moon! And, sometimes, on my Special Day, we would walk together, through busy downtown streets, and quiet tree-lined lanes, and people would wave at both of us, and I was proud, so proud!, to be with you.
But, you moved me too far away.
Evil times came, and your fights grew more global. I had other brothers, some good, some evil, and the evil ones banded together, and tried to deny to your brothers and your sisters those things that you and I had come to be a symbol of. Your far-away brothers called, to you and to me, and we traveled, traveled together, to help the ones that wanted our protection, our help, our freedom. Oh, what battles we fought! The roads were long, and hard, but we were always with each other, and though I know I can not speak, I tried, just by being there, to let you know that I believed in you as much as you believed in me.
But, you moved me too far away.
Was it in the Jungle? I tried to be there for you, even when there were others who turned against you, against you and your ideals. I was there for you, and I came home with you, when you left that terrible place. You know, I was hurting too, just as you were, because they used me as your blanket, a cover for far too many torn and twisted pieces of what were once human beings, but I stayed with you past the end, and stayed on to be some comfort, however small, for Mom, or Dad, or wife or
husband, or for friend or family.
But, you moved me too far away.
After that, you changed. I tried to be all that I was before, but I seemed to become less and less important to you. Now, my Special Day is coming again, and I wonder if we will be together, to walk as partners as before, or if I will be someone once loved, but now ignored. What have you done to me?
You moved me too far away.
There were many small things you did, but you seemed to graduate to larger and larger things, things that you did that did not match what we had believed in together in the beginning. Should I list them all? I can't! The tears flow far too easily, when I remember what you did with me along. You
cheapened me, you made me less than I am, you hurt me, and you let me take the blame.
You moved me too far away.
I was once so proud to be your symbol! Now look what you've done to me! Oh, the pain I feel sometimes, when I think you took me to such places as Waco and Miami! Don't you know, you leave your pretty uniforms at home and wander freely, but I'm tied to this pole, and tbey look at me and forget what I once stood for! You made a set of rules, and you called it "Constitution", and even that wasn't enough. You made more rules and called them "Bill of Rights", and you said that you and I together would keep them alive for all time! I never lost faith in you. But you lost faith in me, and you used me as a symbol of wrong. Now, I wonder, who will watch me on June 14th, and be proud to watch as I pass by.
You moved me too far away.
Excuse me, I'm sorry. I'm in a lot of pain right now. You see, I've said it. I never lost faith in you. I never stopped being proud of you, and what you've done. You've had such a glorious past! Can't we get together again, you and I, go back to those nearly forgotton rules, and make a glorious future? We can do it, you know, we've done it together before, back when we believed in me, and what you had me stand for. Remember? White was for purity and innocence. Red was for hardiness and valor. And Blue, oh the blue! It was for vigilance, perseverance, and, most of all, Justice! It hurts so bad, to be this lonely. Can we get together again, you and I, and be what we were before?
Or, have you moved me too far away?
Too far away from your Heart?
Written by Sword, May 5, 2000
Please fly the flag June 14th, and let them know it's our symbol, not theirs!
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When they try to take away my 2nd Amendment rights, tell them Hell's comin' and I'm comin' with it! Armed and Dangerous
There was a time, in the long ago, when you and I were close. I was an infant, created out of nothing,but you made me part of you, and i felt loved, and needed. Loved for what I stood for, needed as a sign to others of what you had created. As you created me, out of nothing, so you created something, something wonderful, and you allowed me to be the symbol.
But then, you moved me too far away.
We had it rough, at first, you and I. We were weak, and there were others that saw our weakness, and thought that we could be controlled, even overpowered. There were those that wanted to grind me into the dust. You stood firm, and I remained protected, proud, honored to be your representative wherever you went.
But, you moved me too far away.
There was that time when you began to fight among yourselves, doing terrible things to one another. Some of you turned your back on me, spurned me, and even tried to harm me. You raised a brother to me, a brother against me, but he and I never fought, though you and your brothers fought each other. He stood proud, a symbol of his belief, my younger brother, but he passed, and in his passing
I mourned too, for he was not that different than I, and he saw the same blood shed on the grassy fields.
But, you moved me too far away.
We traveled, you and I, Lord!, the places we went! I can't think of a sea that we did not travel together. There were mountains, and deserts, and foreign lands, and you even took me to the moon! And, sometimes, on my Special Day, we would walk together, through busy downtown streets, and quiet tree-lined lanes, and people would wave at both of us, and I was proud, so proud!, to be with you.
But, you moved me too far away.
Evil times came, and your fights grew more global. I had other brothers, some good, some evil, and the evil ones banded together, and tried to deny to your brothers and your sisters those things that you and I had come to be a symbol of. Your far-away brothers called, to you and to me, and we traveled, traveled together, to help the ones that wanted our protection, our help, our freedom. Oh, what battles we fought! The roads were long, and hard, but we were always with each other, and though I know I can not speak, I tried, just by being there, to let you know that I believed in you as much as you believed in me.
But, you moved me too far away.
Was it in the Jungle? I tried to be there for you, even when there were others who turned against you, against you and your ideals. I was there for you, and I came home with you, when you left that terrible place. You know, I was hurting too, just as you were, because they used me as your blanket, a cover for far too many torn and twisted pieces of what were once human beings, but I stayed with you past the end, and stayed on to be some comfort, however small, for Mom, or Dad, or wife or
husband, or for friend or family.
But, you moved me too far away.
After that, you changed. I tried to be all that I was before, but I seemed to become less and less important to you. Now, my Special Day is coming again, and I wonder if we will be together, to walk as partners as before, or if I will be someone once loved, but now ignored. What have you done to me?
You moved me too far away.
There were many small things you did, but you seemed to graduate to larger and larger things, things that you did that did not match what we had believed in together in the beginning. Should I list them all? I can't! The tears flow far too easily, when I remember what you did with me along. You
cheapened me, you made me less than I am, you hurt me, and you let me take the blame.
You moved me too far away.
I was once so proud to be your symbol! Now look what you've done to me! Oh, the pain I feel sometimes, when I think you took me to such places as Waco and Miami! Don't you know, you leave your pretty uniforms at home and wander freely, but I'm tied to this pole, and tbey look at me and forget what I once stood for! You made a set of rules, and you called it "Constitution", and even that wasn't enough. You made more rules and called them "Bill of Rights", and you said that you and I together would keep them alive for all time! I never lost faith in you. But you lost faith in me, and you used me as a symbol of wrong. Now, I wonder, who will watch me on June 14th, and be proud to watch as I pass by.
You moved me too far away.
Excuse me, I'm sorry. I'm in a lot of pain right now. You see, I've said it. I never lost faith in you. I never stopped being proud of you, and what you've done. You've had such a glorious past! Can't we get together again, you and I, go back to those nearly forgotton rules, and make a glorious future? We can do it, you know, we've done it together before, back when we believed in me, and what you had me stand for. Remember? White was for purity and innocence. Red was for hardiness and valor. And Blue, oh the blue! It was for vigilance, perseverance, and, most of all, Justice! It hurts so bad, to be this lonely. Can we get together again, you and I, and be what we were before?
Or, have you moved me too far away?
Too far away from your Heart?
Written by Sword, May 5, 2000
Please fly the flag June 14th, and let them know it's our symbol, not theirs!
------------------
When they try to take away my 2nd Amendment rights, tell them Hell's comin' and I'm comin' with it! Armed and Dangerous
