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.????????????????