Fred Jagenberg Poet Rhyme

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Lady Liberty

Follow me son to Lady Liberty
Beset by wolves she struggles on
Our wounded pride lays her reeling
Absent her, our endless seeking better days are pointless
By fakery they left her quartered
Offended they aim to render her helpless
Yet the slightest sliver of light from her lamp
Ignites our inward drive to seek her form
Above persistent calls for anarchy, she breathes through us
Against a world of famine, she feeds us
From determination to dissolve, she holds us
Until toward brotherly love, she moulds us
So truth, her triumphant beacon lights the world



“America is, and always will be, a shining city on a hill.”
- Ronald Reagan

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David Drowley June 10, 2022 at 10:01 AM Fred, Keep posting your poetry, especially about the light of truth. We need more of it. Fred Jagenberg June 10, 2022 at 4:18 PM Thank you David for your deeply meaningful statement.

Robert Pettit January 28, 2021 at 5:14 PM We need someone or something to light the way for us during these 'dark' days. Good write. Fred Jagenberg January 29, 2021 at 3:10 AM Thank you Robert.

Susan Woodrow January 10, 2021 at 10:19 AM oh I love this cos I needed a major uplift and this was it! Her beacon must shine on :) Fred Jagenberg January 10, 2021 at 11:10 AM Thank you Susan.