The Unsingable Tune

They tell me each day
        That there is no way
That people can sing that tune.
Yet I would like to know
        That if it was so
How did we sing it at night and noon?

For folk who were drinking
        Sang it without thinking
In the pubs of old Baltimore.
School kids all knew it
        Before some did eschew it
And taught that the song is no more.

The elite tried to sing it,
        Professionals tried to wing it,
But they only made the tune sound worse.
Thus they have tried to deny it.
        They would not let us try it.
They felt that the song was a curse.

It is not the beat or the time
        But it is the words made into rhyme
That caused them to hate it so.
When “Conquer we must
For our cause it is just”
The thought of God had to go!

Now the truth can be shown
        For the purpose is known
When they object to our loyalty pledge.
It is God that they hate
        So let me clearly relate
As they tear down Deity’s hedge.

They take all that is grand
        About our Great land
That is reflected in a pledge or song
‘Till they make us to feel shame
        At the mention of God’s name
And teach our children that we were wrong

Sing with your might this unsingable tune
        Sing with delight at night or at noon
And the pledge of allegiance recite.
Give God His own place
        Let them flee in disgrace
And pray that our land will do right.

June 29, 2002