Liberty
Hold the torch above your head and lean into the wind.
Press those that do not see the light, let the battle now begin.
Ignorance, intolerance the colors of their flag.
Their might exposed thru woeful prose,
the sword of greed they drag.
Stand to fight the seething wave of treason's foul allies.
Joining hands in fevered bands, their souls lost in reprise.
Independence, autonomy they relentlessly repugn.
How dark the blight that shades this light,
our fathers blood has won.
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Copyright © Francis J Grasso | Year Posted 2018
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