The Pettus Bridge
My friend and I walked across the Pettus
Unthreatened like marchers decades ago,
The peaceful river below hummed for us
A freedom song; we aren't free, although
The span is shorter than it used to be.
We see progress written on the girders
Or did we mere imagine what we see,
Gentle waters ebb and flow like herders
Coming and going without disturbing melee
A time when peace will rain supreme,
The placid waters still rolling on are free
As is the famous bridge crossing the stream.
Written August 30, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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