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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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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