Armistice 1939
Forget the battle and the strife,
The ancient quarrels and hatreds
Of alien nations and foreign races;
The sordid greed for glittering gold
Whose purchase price is blood untold.
Removed afar from war's alarm,
Our quiet shores and guiding light
To all the world, proclaims our might.
Armistice truce, a lasting peace becomes,
And crowns the labors of our sons.
An heritage far above all price,
Of mountain, plain and valley fair;
Of life, and love, and hope beyond compare
A precious birthright secure in Freedoms name;
Let all who breathe its worth a claim.
A. J. P.
Written when the hope of national security and
national sovereignty still burned brightly in the
hearts of many American citizens.
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