A Tale of Old City

A Tale of Old City

A Poem by Rita L. Sev
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Philadelphia

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Historic buildings may be closed

But there’s more to Old City than these

The buskers and artists not bound in the box

Still practice their crafts with ease

So, you can’t hear the toll of the Liberty Bell

Or breathe history in our sacred Hall

Ben Franklin’s press is drying up

His Court shut down to all

But brotherly love is still right here,

Defiantly vibrant, it seems

The birthplace of freedom keeps marching on

To the beat of Americans’ dreams

© 2013 Rita L. Sev


Author's Note

Rita L. Sev
Spent Friday evening in Old City Philadelphia, where Independence National Park is "shut down". The streets were packed with musicians and artisans, a monthly outdoor craft fair... artists, just doin' what they do...

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thank god for the artists, to keep the memories alive...when our government won't let the actual monuments and parks do it.

love this....we are resilient as a people, despite what "they" do on capitol hill.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rita L. Sev

11 Years Ago

Exactly... gave us a lot of hope. Thanks, Jacob!

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