End of a Republic

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    End of a Republic

    End of a Republic

    They convened in a white castle as of late,
    A mere coincidence or a meeting of fate?,
    Synchronized to end the republic as it were.

    Wiretapping, spying, and torturing,
    Founders from the grave painfully watch
    Their dreams go in vain.

    Once it was a sun, warming mankind,
    A beam of freedom covering the globe,
    Now, its Zenith scorches the world.

    A republic of love becomes an empire of hate,
    A leader of many transforms to an emperor of few.

    The statue of liberty overturned,
    And the Bill of Rights crushed.

    But, a ray of hope still shining through.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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