Remember The Alamo
Freedom within grasp of their hands
Travis' men held the Fort in line
If later, none among them stands
Still, blowing all throughout those lands
Is cause that walls could not confine
It grew strong with the blood they spilled
And Crockett shed his blood for more
Pop! Pop! Pop! Bom! Bom! Bom! till killed
Yet outside, Fate has been fulfilled
Houston struck to even the score
Freedom earned not without a fight
For dream to live, and as they choose
In precepts that will give them light
To say which one is wrong or right
By themselves, without pride to lose.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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