Why I Stand
26 September, 2017
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)

I watched as the smoke poured from the first tower
I watched as the plane crashed into the second tower
I watched as the towers fell ending with so much death and destruction
That is why I stand

I have watched as the bombs lit up the sky
I watched knowing my husband was under that sky
I watched knowing it was a far away place in the desert across the world
That is why I stand

I watched as people took turns paying tribute as they passed the flag draped coffin
I watched a young widow cringe as each of the 21 shots were fired and taps was played
I watched as the flag was slowly folded 13 times and handed to her
And that is why I stand

I watched as firefighters entered the building engulfed in flames
I have watched as a swat team has taken out a sniper with hostages
I have watched all American people join together in strength in a crisis
That is why I stand.

It's not something to be used as a protest
It's not something to say 'hey look at me'

For a moment it is a way to say 'I'm Proud To Be An American'

This is why I stand
That is why I will always stand

and why I am disgusted by those who won't

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