The Weathered Flag

One of our wonderful readers, Mary Kay Trewell, sent in this wonderful poem that she wrote while her son was serving our nation overseas. Please take the time to read, enjoy and share this wonderful bit of American poetry.


The Weathered Flag

By Mary Kay Tewell


I have been tattered,

I have been torn,

I have seen blood, battles,

And newborns.


I represent your freedom,

I represent your states,

I represent the colonies,

That began your fate.


Remember I am part

Of your forefather’s start

To begin the freedom

We hold dear to our hearts.


I am the flag you wave in battle,

I am the flag they’ll burn

To make you unravel,

I am the flag that slams the gavel.


There’s no turning back.

There’s no “making it right”

There’s only FREEDOM

Fueling our fight.

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About the author

Onan Coca

Onan is the Editor-in-Chief at Romulus Marketing. He's also the managing editor at, and the managing partner at You can read more of his writing at Eagle Rising.
Onan is a graduate of Liberty University (2003) and earned his M.Ed. at Western Governors University in 2012. Onan lives in Atlanta with his wife and their three wonderful children.

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