The True Color of a Nation

That Flag that you walk passed is perhaps worth a second glance, for it is not limited to the confines of the canvas that exhibit those colors so eloquently. We recognize three colors, -they have become our own- but the Ensign reflects a Spectrum of Light that far surpasses what is visible with the human eye.

It has been dyed with the Hopes, Dreams, Aspirations and yes, Blood of Generations willing to stand for great ideas, ideals and Truths.  Stationed on it’s staff through the sacrifice of a breed of human born with a remarkable reverence for Liberty, it has remained for a Time.

From Above she has inspired a great many things and aloft must she remain through these most Crucial of times, for Us.

Will we let it Be the Case that Our Sacrifices RIGHT Here and Now, in the Present, was an offering to the great Debts levied UpOn Us by those who came before, while simultaneously transmitting unto our Posterity an Example of why the cherishing of such a Thing is not only Necessary but beautiful?

Or

Will WE let it be the case that we are the Generations responsible for letting the Last Bastion Hope, -Humanities Best attempt so far of Capturing Raw Freedom- fade into the Pages of History, erased forever..?

“Look, for she waves to you here in the Warm air of June, Desperately and yet Gracefully.  She beckons you now -in Her great time of need- that you might protect All of her colors from Fading. Godspeed!”

-Victor M. Castrejon

(Originally Written while driving North on Hwy 99 in Elk Grove, CA, Finished while drinking a mimosa in Athens, GA)