A Tribute to
There he stood among his buddies, young men from the farms and
cities of America, for this was their country that was under siege.
They were there because of a cowardly attack by the enemy. He could
have been wearing the uniform of another country; he could have been
serving those who were threatening the sovereignty of his country-but
he was an AMERICAN soldier and would wear no uniform but his own.
this he was treated as an enemy and before the enemy he stood:
straight and tall; waiting to see what would happen; concerned only
with obeying the call of his country as an American soldier.
Who was this soldier boy: Who the enemy? By whose orders was he
If you guessed, if you said, "This sounds like a description
of Sgt. Michael New," you would have been partially
correct. Yes, it fits a description of him but, "Hark!" the
drums roll, the bugle sounds, the commanding officer calls,
"Attention! Fire!" and the guns begin to bark. Shortly our
soldier boy drags himself to the doorstep of his home where he lays
his head down and passes from this world.
This scene is Lexington and the day is April 19, 1775, a day of
infamy for the British upon a field of blood: "a scene of murder,
not of battle," as Wm. V. Wells reported in his
biography of Samuel Adams, being the comment of those historians who
recorded the event.
Our soldier boy could have been "forgiven" for what he
had been doing (yes, those are the words of the king), if he would
swear allegiance to Gr. Britain. He could have been wearing the
uniform of Gr. Britain that sad day on Lexington’s Green just as
Michael could have just kept his mouth shut and worn the uniform of
the U.N., the enemy of our sovereign nation. But our Michael, brave
man that he is, was carrying on the tradition of all true Americans.
How many more American soldiers, from Lexington to those now
serving on foreign fields today, must die before the wearing of the
uniform of a foreign nation becomes what it is: UNAmerican!
Thank you, Michael New!
APRIL 19, 1775
"Oh, what a glorious morning is this!"
The fleeing statesman* cried,
Though unaware that by sunny noon
Many comrades would have died.
See, yonder through Lexington's trees
The mighty Red Coat force,
Bent on subjugating right,
Are turning history's course:
For there the militia-small in number,
Untrained, poor armed but free
Have gathered at their captain's call:
Not forced, not paid, but free!
"Do not fire a single shot,"
The captain warned his men,
"But, if they want to have a war,
"Let it here begin."
Oh, words immortal, words that ring
The Bell of Liberty throughout our land,
May we remember your fidelity
That made you one united band.
List! through the trees 'neath April's sun
Lilts Liberty's sweet song.
Oh, take your stand beside that maid
Lest she should suffer wrong.
Oh, let us, like those men of old
For Liberty ARISE!
Let us for honor, God and kin
Reclaim her sacred prize.
Kreiss Robbins 1993
Author and teacher of
America’s Christian History of the Constitution
* The statesman was Samuel Adams who had been commanded to leave as he was such an important leader in the battle for liberty in our country.
(If you want to know more about this brave young soldier, Michael
New, go to www.mikenew.com)
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