Play Ball: The Last Two Words of an Anthem

by Todd Herges

As the home of the brave
fades now quickly away,
nobody stops to ask why

that the land of the free
came to suddenly be
a pariah destined to die.

While that banner yet waves
And the Fed tries to save,
I’d like to give it a try,

so with proof through the night,
I’ll state clearly my fight:
one reason, tinged with green dye.

To th’ red glare of rockets,
mobs hold out their pockets,
all empty, so let’s have a cry,

or on ramparts let’s watch
the World Series on Fox
to forget how big was the lie.

Posted 10/8/08