I often wonder what the folks would say,
The ones who crossed the land,
Those who labored every day
To build this nation grand
A people determined to start a life
In the wilderness, valley, or plain
A man, a woman, a husband, a wife
Facing a land untamed
Through all weathers, toil, and disease
Through mud and blood and tears
They overcame the enemies
Of surrender, weakness, and fear
Those who built homes and families
And fought Hell's legions to keep them
Those strong determined pioneers
Who would allow nothing to beat them
Oh, for the strength of that time
With a nations' promotions every day
Of right, of courage, Him Divine
Of valor and honor without sway
Yes I wonder what they would say
Of the country that we've become,
The American nation of today,
Of their daughters and of their sons
Are we the vision that they had
Of the nation that would be?
Or would it make them a little sad
The things they now would see?
More and more everyday
I wonder what those folks would say.
KL Dennie 2016
