Lady Liberty
A Poem By Lori Bruno
Horror unleashed by Hearts filled with hate,
On our land strong and great.
They perceived by this evil we would falter,
Our land, Great Freedom's altar.
No, we shall prevail
Our free souls are not
in your hated jail.
You have lost!
We cry over such a dear cost,
Our loved ones lost.
Politics aside,
Our strength abide.
As setting Moon,
and rising Sun,
Americans,
We are One!
Evil deed
for your blood greed,
Unholy war,
No More!
You, perish.
Our Liberty
and our Country's love,
We cherish.
Red, white and blue -
Freedom true,
We win,
Not you!
Great city by the sea,
Torch still held by Lady Liberty.
Land of the free,
Shall forever be,
Beacon to Freedom's call
For one and all,
Shall never fall!
Amidst the ashen shower,
This is America's finest hour.
We a nation of immigrants have made
A land first with shovel and spade.
A land of opportunity with gold,
and wealth untold.
For all who will to have what they need
By thought, word and deed.
No, evil ones, you shall not win!
Where there is an end,
Again we shall begin!
Stronger, and with Divine Power
We stand by Lady Liberty
In this, our Golden Hour!
You cowards who hide
In the bowels of the Earth,
No, you have no self-worth!
Put into the abyss shall you be
By the Torch of our Lady Liberty!
{ Copyright © Lori Bruno, 2001-2011 - All Rights Reserved. }
Horror unleashed by Hearts filled with hate,
On our land strong and great.
They perceived by this evil we would falter,
Our land, Great Freedom's altar.
No, we shall prevail
Our free souls are not
in your hated jail.
You have lost!
We cry over such a dear cost,
Our loved ones lost.
Politics aside,
Our strength abide.
As setting Moon,
and rising Sun,
Americans,
We are One!
Evil deed
for your blood greed,
Unholy war,
No More!
You, perish.
Our Liberty
and our Country's love,
We cherish.
Red, white and blue -
Freedom true,
We win,
Not you!
Great city by the sea,
Torch still held by Lady Liberty.
Land of the free,
Shall forever be,
Beacon to Freedom's call
For one and all,
Shall never fall!
Amidst the ashen shower,
This is America's finest hour.
We a nation of immigrants have made
A land first with shovel and spade.
A land of opportunity with gold,
and wealth untold.
For all who will to have what they need
By thought, word and deed.
No, evil ones, you shall not win!
Where there is an end,
Again we shall begin!
Stronger, and with Divine Power
We stand by Lady Liberty
In this, our Golden Hour!
You cowards who hide
In the bowels of the Earth,
No, you have no self-worth!
Put into the abyss shall you be
By the Torch of our Lady Liberty!
{ Copyright © Lori Bruno, 2001-2011 - All Rights Reserved. }