Liberty in Chains
Liberty on a pedestal but her chains are hidden
We built our walls of fear, not stone,
And called them safety, called them home.
While liberty stood watching, mute,
As we forged golden shackles to
Protect ourselves from phantom threats.
The eagle with clipped wings still soars
In memory and faded song,
But cannot reach the heights once known
When boundless skies invited flight.
We trade our voices for a peace
That echoes hollow in the night.
Each right surrendered—small at first—
Until the weight of all we've lost
Becomes the chain we drag behind.
Silent statues weep at dusk,
Their copper dreams corroded now.
Freedom's torch extinguished by
The very hands that raised it high.
Yet hope remains in whispered words,
In those who question, those who stand.
For liberty, though bound, still breathes
And waits for hands to break these chains.????????????????
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