Salute, Veterans Day

Happy Veterans Day America. (SALUTE) Too all my family, friends, and active troops, This is the day. Bedlam is out on assignment but I had to post this, why ?? because of the duty I served for this county. What is so shocking about this day is that, last week every mutherfuck in America was so dame political and expressing their fuckup ass opinions about 'the election', yes damit, the fucking election. And the very ones that have given you the right to express your fucked up opinions, you neglect. (pisses me off) Bedlam will never forget *8 bites* . How many fucking blogs make a post of this day ????? For those that are honoring this day, BEDLAM SALUTES YOU. I have got to go !!!!!

O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties, Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed his grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood, From sea to shining sea!

O beautiful for pilgrim feet, Whose stern impassioned stress, A thoroughfare of freedom beat, Across the wilderness! America! America! God mend thine every flaw, Confirm thy soul in self-control, Thy liberty in law!

O beautiful for heroes proved, In liberating strife. Who more than self their country loved, And mercy more than life! America! America! May God thy gold refine, Till all success be nobleness, And every gain divine!

O beautiful for patriot dream, That sees beyond the years, Thine alabaster cities gleam, Undimmed by human tears! America! America! God shed his grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood, From sea to shining sea!

O beautiful for halcyon skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties, Above the enameled plain! America! America! God shed his grace on thee, Till souls wax fair as earth and air, And music-hearted sea!

O beautiful for pilgrims feet, Whose stem impassioned stress, A thoroughfare for freedom beat, Across the wilderness! America! America! God shed his grace on thee, Till paths be wrought through, wilds of thought
By pilgrim foot and knee!

O beautiful for glory-tale, Of liberating strife, When once and twice, for man's avail, Men lavished precious life! America! America! God shed his grace on thee, Till selfish gain no longer stain, The banner of the free!

O beautiful for patriot dream, That sees beyond the years, Thine alabaster cities gleam, Undimmed by human tears! America! America! God shed his grace on thee, Till nobler men keep once again, Thy whiter jubilee!