LIBERTY AIN’T THROUGH WITH US YET!
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By A.H. Scott, Copyright 2017
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Liberty Ain’t Through With Us Yet!
Liberty ain’t ever had it easy
Some say the old gal’s worn out and way, way over the hill
Liberty ain’t no shrinking violet
Never has been and never will
Liberty’s thirst for her conviction’s core always remains on the lookout to be filled
Liberty has taken a breather, but never a permanent vacation
And, now so you know…. Liberty ain’t even gonna cease her flow
Grabbin’ hypocrites by the nuts
She strokes the amendments to fortify their will
This lady knows exactly how to get what she’s gotta get
Liberty ain’t through with us yet!
From coast to coast, when the gauntlet of the fight for what is right was taken up most, Liberty did not stand by herself
Liberty is not a soul alone
She has relations that have a passion for justice to the marrow borne
Sisters, brothers, old, and young, have all heeded the melody of Liberty’s song
Ladies of the list are too many to name
But, here are a few that are tapped with that acclaim
Elizabeth, Harriet, Margaret, Rosa, Coretta, Betty, Rachel, Fannie Lou, Dolores, Marian, Gloria, Bella, and there’s even Ruth, too
For the gents of the list, it is also the same
Frederick, Homer, Martin, Mose, Medgar, Cesar, and Harvey are only a teensy smattering of memorable fellas
As Old Glory is unfurled Liberty applauds them all
Revere’s ride, Henry’s heralded call
Signatures of ink upon parchment in Independence Hall
Quilt of yesteryear is soaked with many a drop of crimson and tear
Money, Mississippi and that states’ county of Neshoba, too
Organizing for rights of the working souls, Liberty is united with them all
From coal miners in Appalachia to farm workers beneath the broiling sun
Seneca, Stonewall, 16th Street
A bridge of justice in Selma could not be destroyed by intolerance’s wall
Liberty has seen it all
Vocal resistance of those outside of that red brick face let it be known they weren’t going to be silenced anymore
Upstate New York was locale of the convention of the fairer sex
These ladies proved once again that they weren’t in a weak effect
Liberty has seen it all
Zuccatti Park and Standing Rock
Liberty’s watch of dissent’s swirl is never off the clock
4 little girls, 3 men of youth
Liberty holds open the doors of truth
Liberty explored the taste of justice’s expansive embrace from the rulings of Brown v. Board of Ed, Roe v. Wade and Lawrence v. Texas
Marshall, Weddington, Smith, Boies and Olson cannot be forgotten without a respectful note
Theirs were the hands who shepherded landmark cases up the granite steps
So, let’s talk about today, this moment, this precise second of time
From sea to shining sea, we inhale the succulent scent of sweet Liberty
Colorado evergreen to Montpelier maple, Liberty tickles our senses
Liberty saunters along freedom’s path, as her ally Constitution holds her dainty hand
Liberty slyly holds it down, even as The Sourpuss clings with miniscule claws for the crown
Moniker he wears, is as interchangeable as his mask
Venomous forces of phobic fanaticism are the shroud of gathering clouds attempting annihilation of the rainbow of hope, emancipation, and commiseration
Liberty’s tongue tangos with the tartness and intricacy of dialects, accents, and flavors
Liberty absorbs the richness of cultures, both near and far
Constrictions, conflictions, and damnable contradictions fly with a vulture’s velocity from The Paunchy Pugilist of Hubristic Humility’s gold-leafed nest
The Paunchy Pugilist of Hubristic Humility blathers on and on about he being the only one to fill the breach
Liberty takes her place at the arrivals gate, holding a peace sign with one hand as a warm welcome and a middle finger aimed at a judicially ruled, unconstitutional executive order in the other
Hear Ye, Hear Ye!
He thinks he is anointed
This bloviator’s thuggish act of folly is so damned disjointed
Alternative facts are just verbal Ex-Lax
Softening the bullshit from the finely paid lips of parallel propagandists of batting eyelash and combative stance in a briefing room
They don’t let truth block their spiel
Facts are facts
And, lies are lies
Intractable reality for them truly bites
No matter how falsely moral they set their sights
Liberty ain’t turning a blind eye
Holding fast to the history is where her beauty actually lies
Reverberation of a tic- tock of the past hovers across the land, as shades of tyranny’s slither slowly envelopes the golden torch held in Liberty’s resolute hand
The Paunchy Pugilist of Hubristic Humility is Hell-bent on crushing all in his wake to conform in a crate
Hold on, wee King of many a gold coin!
Hold on, those who think they stand victorious in the ring!
Liberty ain’t through with us yet!
Liberty struts with a beacon’s pride as she glides into the ring
Adorned in pussyhat and red stilettos, Liberty’s flexing her muscles
She knows nothing is easily won
You think Liberty’s flame is going to be bum-rushed and extinguished
Oh, Hell no!!
Liberty ain’t through with us yet!
With confidence and flair, Liberty has only a few words to bid you adieu
Liberty has seen the long view of history, through and through
Edificial addiction is so damn lame
Satisfaction of yours seems only to be attained by getting off on the magnification of your name
Making an attempt at always announcing that you are biggest in the game
So, as sure as the sun rises and the sun will set, here is one sure bet
Liberty ain’t through with us yet!
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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here: http://tonywardstudio.com/blog/h-scott-childhood-memories/