Best Lyceum Poems
Lyceum Address
In Springfield’s hall, a young man stood,
And spoke of threats that none withstood—
Not foreign armies, but seeds within,
A nation’s ruin born of sin.
Today, his warning feels alive,
As fear and doubt among us thrive.
The law bends under weight and strain,
And justice falters, flawed, profane.
Pardons shield the...
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Categories:
lyceum, america, anxiety, conflict, fear,
Form:
Rhyme