Thurman P. Woodfork


Thurman P. Woodfork: The Dream RenewedHere’s to the Fourth of July…
Flags whipping in azure skies
Fireworks exploding way up high
And, somewhere, a soldier dies.

That death should never be in vain,
No patriots singing of fruited plains
While venal men reap selfish gain
Shaming our Flag with dishonor’s stain.

So many souls come to Heaven’s gates
Having given their all to assure our fate:
Dying that this nation would always be great,
Its citizens standing fearless and straight.

America must retain its soul
And continue to nourish spirits bold
Who strive toward that noble goal –
Melding diversity into harmonious whole.

Let that glorious dream come true
Nourished by the Red, White, and Blue,
Where brave, honest folk receive their due
As they secure our country’s dreams anew.

‘O say does that Star-Spangled Banner yet wave
O’er the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave?’