What seems a lifetime ago
we had a nation teeming with promise
where hopes and dreams were born.
Now, Lady Liberty is on her knees
birthing a bloated corpse
half rotten, half decomposed
a sign from on high
that all is not well,
but rather that the end quickly comes.
All is not lost, brethren!
Rather than watch the horror unfold
and leave the corpse unburied
let us give it a proper sendoff
and let us each do our part
to help Liberty arise one more,
and bring forth the child of feeedom!
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
Online) - Published: October 17th, 2026 12:57
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