April 18: But I'm from Texas

But I'm from Texas
     by Tom King

They think we are afraid of them.
They think they've almost overcome,
The weight of Christian history
The strength of American character.
They think with naked propaganda
They can just obliterate the old ways,
But  the old values are stubborn things.
And while a few may give up more easily;
Succumb to a constant flood of words
And apparent "popular" opinion.
And draw a feeble draft of courage from the mob
Convinced they've overpowering strength in numbers.
But I'm from Texas. We understand, how to pick
A place to stand; the value of fighting a losing battle,
Till the last of us are fallen for what is right,
And the field is littered with the defeated enemy.

I still remember the Alamo, guys.
You don't mess with Texans.

© 2022 by Tom King