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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest

Our Duty to Our Flag

Less hate and greed
Is what we need
And more of service true;
More men to love
The flag above
And keep it first in view.
 
Less boast and brag
About the flag,
More faith in what it means;
More heads erect,
More self-respect,
Less talk of war machines.
 
The time to fight
To keep it bright
Is not along the way,
Nor 'cross the foam,
But here at home
Within ourselves–  to-day.
 
’Tis we must love
That flag above
With all our might and main;
For from our hands,
Not distant lands,
Shall come dishonor’s stain.
 
If that flag be
Dishonored, we
Have done it, not the foe;
If it shall fall
We first of all
Shall be to strike a blow

#English #XXCentury #1918 #AHeapO'Livin' #OverHere

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