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'Tis ours to share

Friday, September 26, 2008

This land is your land, this land is my land

From California, to the New York Island

From the redwood forests, to the gulf stream waters

This land was made for you and me.

As I was walking a ribbon of highway

I saw above me an endless skyway

I saw below me a golden valley

This land was made for you and me.

I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps

To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts

And all around me a voice was sounding

This land was made for you and me.

The sun comes shining as I was strolling

The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling

The fog was lifting, a voice come chanting

This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land

From California to the New York Island

From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters

This land was made for you and me.

Although the lyrics have been altered many times through the years and there are a few more stanzas not quoted here, this hallowed song written by Woody Guthrie in 1940 serves plenty well enough to light the fire of patriotism in many of us.

Guthrie wrote this meaningful song 68 years ago as a statement to his perceived condition of his beloved America. In it he voices a love, an appreciation and a concern for the "land made for you and me." In the original lyrics the interchangeable last line in each stanza was "God blessed this land for you and me."

Since September 11, 2001, we have all feared for this land and questioned God's blessings after the 911 terrorist atrocities inflicted on thousands of innocent Americans in New York, Washington D.C., and Pennsylvania.

With our perceived invulnerability brutally stripped bare, America did not cower. Instead, her citizens showed what they were made of - from the courageous emergency responders, to the mighty military operations, to the long lines of blood donors, to the countless volunteer rescue personnel - this land of heroes stepped up in unison to fight the evil, Godless attackers.

And as we proceed ever so cautiously into the unknown future, we must shout to the world that this land was made for you and me, and no one must ever be allowed to take it away.

In the least a bunch of vile, sniveling lunatics with no regard for the sanctity of family and human life.