We have not forgotten,
That day not long ago,
When to our soils an enemy came,
And struck his baneful blow.
He sought to drive us under,
To destroy our way of life,
To bring his hate and anger,
And throw us into strife.
But little did he know,
On that fateful day,
That stronger we would be,
United we would stay.
His arrows had their sting,
The wounds cut deep within,
Pain and sorrow came,
But this enemy did not win.
He really did not know us,
His lack is clear to see,
His plan had failed to break us,
And take our liberty.
Mighty is the hand of Him,
Upon which we built this land,
No enemy can take our faith,
Together we will stand.
He could not take our freedom,
He would not steal our pride,
For together we have faced him,
God is on our side.
©2008 Virginia Donahue

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