The Colorado statesman., 1917-03-24
DENVER, COLORADO. SATURDAY, MARCH "a 1917
Patriotism and the Colored American

that arouse deep and Overwhelming waves Of patriot
Il ism sweep the length and breadth of the land
wherein nation dwels Love of country to be
implanted in the breast of human being be he
age civilized
The country may fair look upon, there may be
just enough fertility exc existence, justice within
its borders may be but mocke the citizen be
but burden bearer
His dwelling place may be a hut humble cot, but
deep down in his heart of hearts dwes the love of home
sweet home
Treasured memory fond recolectons of loved
who struggled beneath the burden yet nurtued and
provided for him in childhood happy days.
Hanging alongside of this picture memorys wall
of joys and hopes of early manhood joys
paraken of with the keen of YOUTH hopes ofttmes
shattered but the perfume o anticipation still fingers
to assauge the pain of failure. @A~5ss
have all lived again in the dim-lighted corridors
of the past, calling up by one its memories Some
there be that indeed indeed bitter but
in the balancing of the scale hearts beat faster and
after all there few lives wherein the bad outweghs the
good and long for return to the golden days OF long
ago.
So involmtarily but firmly the enduring hills is
built up in hearts the love of country. When
tive land threatened homes menaced rights de-
MED by outside powers aroused by deep feeling OF
resentment and demand opportunity to defend our
country, homes and rights.
The colored American is very much human and the
same sentiment that sways the white American him.
said the stand the coored American
will struggle that might arise out of the
crisis facing the United States.
n the past of this land, excluded he has
shoudered gun barred his breast and been found IN the
forefront fighting for his country and his flag In no war
his forefathers landed these shores has he
found wanting and if the summons comes again he
will be found midst shot and shell dying by the
his white brother for the land he loves we'll
We know he has not had justice we know he has been
bearer know his has been the hut and hum
BILE cot but still it is his native land.
Deep down in his heart the lamp of hope still burns
brightly, bidding hmsto do his BEST still believing that IN
the final summing up when the nation shall award the
laura wreath justice shall strike the scales OF preuoce
from its eyes and he shall into his
other land the flag that waves above his
head he justly claims his
forefathers and his brothers by their blood shed
upon fields of BATTLE kept the old flag from trailing IN the
established the right claim it for themselves and
their posterity
Sleeping beneath old oceans waves the sturdy oaks
of England weeping willows of the Southland and
of the deserts of Mexico silent, yet eloquent
of his vaor of other days. and they bid nm sn
be true.
his country for his forefathers watered the SOIL
the Southland with the sweat OF their brows ana hough
mingled with tears and blood IN the IA years
their urequited toll yet he loved the lan Tor IL was
the only home he knew.
He built the foundation upon which has been erected
this great commercial nation and though he has peen
wronged still loves the land that HIM birth and no
other to him is fair to look upon.
will defend spite of his severe criticism oil ts
Injustice and unmercifu treatment 1t is the younger
element not as his oreathers but the
coored been traitor and IN the test Will be
steel in the days OF yore-Phliadelphla
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