Once our nation honored deeds,

of heroes made of steel, not reeds.

Moving dirt, and blasting rock,

planting corn or raising stock.

Scaling peaks, across the sky,

risking all, to do or die.

That’s how heroes won their fame.

Now they simply play a game.

Strut the stage with song and dance,

or pose as one who took a chance.

What once we knew to be a fact,

now they come to take it back.

Somewhere in our nation’s past

we fell thru a looking-glass.

– David L Dahl.

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