Liberty...a bell tolling with the
control of a butterfly, orange flashing
through a stagnant canopy of gray;
Stray paws pound filthy streets
lined with our forefathers curses,
while static lined suits are pulled over
robotic bodies;
Night patrols the countryside wary
of a cities vicous lights piercing through
its midnight sides;
As the sky rains down, liberty rings
from a corroded bell reminding of choices
never unveiled and truths hidden behind
controlling minds.
3 weeks ago
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