Tragedy in the United States

In America, we divide on politics. In the face of terrorism, we unite, stand, and fight. Mr.Terrorism..you have come rudely into my front door, you did spill precious blood, and reduced to rubble, landmarks and property of the most powerful nation on the face of the earth. Did you really think you could shake us in our tracks, bend our head in fear, and allow the deaths of family and friend? We put on new boots, bow heads in prayer, and the life of these precious souls will have the last word. In the hearts of Americal, the bell tolls. The flags fly higher, and a new resolve overflows to destroy you. Mr. Terrorism...meet America!

We gather together to open wallots and veins to substain our proud country. You have taken a shot and opened a wound. Time will mend hearts but hearts will not forget what you have done here. We are sowers of this country and we will sew up that wound, and force you to take our medicine. Terrorism, like a bad cold, will feel the stink of our cure. We will explode on you and demolish you. Mr. Terrorism...meet the Patriot.

For over 200 years, we have carried American's name and flag upon this earth. We have allowed a weak spot. You have infested that weak spot. We forgot our beginning and have allowed a weakened, watered down version to make us vunerable. We are back! Our strength shows through the nation, and through the respect and awe of the other countries on this earth. You have attacked their friend and their family. We were always there, and they have felt our pain. Well, Mr. Terrorism....meet the RESOLVED Patriot.

In America, the flags are flying higher. In America, the bands are marching, stepping higher. In America, the songs are louder. In America, the bells are ringing in urgency. Watch the flags, count the steps, and hear our voice. The bell tolls for YOU. And as your cause for fear and terror backfires, hear us roar. We are America! Mr. Terrorism...God blessed America.