Seventy Six

'Twas seven and four of '76
A document born with signatures 'fixed
From the quill iron ink, upon the dried skin
The author Jefferson, wisest of men
Men would rise up, pride in their chests
"No longer shall we live so oppressed"
So send out your army in coats of Red
And we will ensure they return dead
Go forth, spread the word smitty Revere
"To arms!" went the cry, the British are here!
The long musket's fire brings death in the mud
For the price of Liberty is paid in blood
From Washington crossing the cold Delaware
To singing the praises of the rocket's red glare
For on this day we must celebrate
The birth of of our nation glorious, great
So look to the stars as the fireworks fly
And give thanks and praise on this Fourth of July

~Christopher Gibson