By Prem Gongaju
I
Born of the Stamp Act of 1765, the American spirit soars on the eagle wings of protest and rebellion, its screeching, screaming calls heard around the world.
Bred in the bone of the defenders of liberty, not the instigators of atrocity, go to any length to protect the democratic chastity of Lady Liberty firmly planted in the purloined land.
The victors learned from the vanquished the loss of land and liberty.
II
Out of the cities on the hills overlooking the sea to shining sea, a tale of two city dwellers, the veterans with the patriots’ hearts made their way to stamp out the Georgian blemish.
“Veteran Mike Ferner escaped from the VA Hospital with his IV port still taped to his hand and his disconnected heart monitor cables dangling from his sleeve to join the No Kings Day Protest in NYC.” Mike Ferner knows the starvation rampaging through the ghettoized Gaza. And he plans “to prick the conscience of a nation.” No whimpering end to veteran Mike, he plans to go out with a bang.
From the flowering Easter, 87-year-old Air Force veteran John Spitzberg deliberately walked holding on his walker “peacefully protesting against Donald Trump’s military parade.” He knew he “had to be with my brothers and sisters who were being pummeled.” Nobility ought to be his middle name.
As long as there are veterans like Ferner and Spitzberg, “that this nation . . . shall not perish from the earth.”
