Now, those who stand and hold me high
Are called Patriots of our Nation;
Then, they were labeled �flag-wavers�
With a negative connotation.

Now, at games when I am raised,
A reverant hush befalls the crowd;
Then, I might as well have been
Invisible, you were so loud.

While I revel in this sudden faith
In the ideals for which I stand,
I�m saddened at the toll it took
To wake this complacent land.

I am your flag, I�ve always stood
For freedom and brotherly love;
Take heed, America, and learn
From this wake-up call from above.

Right now this nation has united,
�Spite of color, race, or creed,
Against the malignant evil forces
That have done this horrible deed.

But when this painful trial is over
Will you forget me once again;
Return to living apathetically
Just like you did back then?

So many people gave their lives
So that I may ever wave
O�er this wonderful land of freedom--
Do not desecrate their graves.

I am your flag--I stand for peace,
Don�t forget me, I implore,
Raise me high and show the world
Now . . . and forever more!