A symbol of unity, bold and bright,
Dancing in the breeze, catching the light.
Its colors tell stories of battles won,
Of heroes, of justice, and a rising sun.
On fields of green and skies so blue,
It stands for the many, not just the few.
Whispering tales of days gone by,
Of hopes and dreams that reach the sky.
In times of peace and times of strife,
It flutters with the essence of life.
A beacon for those who seek the way,
Guiding spirits both night and day.
So let it wave, high and proud,
A testament to voices loud.
For every stripe and every star,
Tells of freedom near and far.