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18 January 2017

this soon lessen

Far the rhythm of her gaze that pierces through the gathered haze
Of gross injustice done to they who have no place to rest or play
Bright her torch of golden light that shreds such gloom as harshly bites
Upon the heels of Liberty as she protects her huddled seas of
Lowly and downtrodden wenches lost in economic trenches
Whose short lives made shorter still by rich men taking mighty swills
From wealth that’s made by each and all men and women bending tall
Against the weight of harsh oppression
Liberty please this soon lessen.

JPR / whorphan / americanifesto / 場黑麥

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Hey this is really good stuff.😊 I met you yesterday.its jacob..we played chess!!

Unknown said...

Hey this is really good stuff.😊 I met you yesterday.its jacob..we played chess!!