I wonder how I got to <br />be who I am? <br />Your name means nothing to me. <br />For I am Uncle Sam. <br />They've dressed me up <br />in red, white and blue <br />and made me famous saying <br />'I want you.' <br /> <br />They took my picture <br />and placed it in view <br />so all would know me, not just a few. <br />I point my finger <br />and look real stern. <br />I've encouraged many teens <br />to enlist and yearn <br /> <br />to listen to my words <br />and show no fear. <br />And most of them listen <br />year after year. <br />For I've become an icon. <br />That's what I am. <br />My name shows up for every war. <br />You can call me 'Uncle Sam.'<br /><br />Edwina Reizer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/uncle-sam-4/
