Death knell for a LadyA Poem by Rennie St. JamesPolitical poemDeath knell for a Lady
The storm didn’t ease over the horizon It struck hard and fast, unexpected Ominous clouds raced to cover the blue sky Thunder shook the ground at her feet Lightning was the clouds’ only silver lining As darkness sought to overwhelm the flame
There had been no warning No time to seek aid or offer defense She worried about others yearning for her shelter No rest, no light, no hope for them any longer If only there had been some sign Eyes wide open, she feared the darkness
Once inequality had inspired bravery But then came anger and vengeance Words were replaced by guns Red mixed with blue and grey as brothers bled It was not a mortal wound She had thought she had healed and moved on
Years passed in relative peace Growth and prosperity returned The path was not without triumphs and tragedies But an iron will forged her spine of steel Strong and silent she stood guard Quiet, patient, kind, and welcoming
The new storm was powerful, unceasing Red mixed with black and white as brothers bled Anger and fear, guns and knives Hatred and retribution, drones and laws Again it was not a mortal wound But apathy allowed her blood to flow
Eyes averted No one sought to protect her Minds closed No one understood her pain Hearts hardened No one worried over her plight
Born in spirit years before stone encased her A lost reminder of past greatness and honor She stood firm while the brutal battle raged Battered from the left and the right A silent witness to the senseless slaughter Her tears hidden by the stormy rains
Darkness fell and extinguished her flame As the door slammed shut One last shuddering breath left her cold and hard Even as her death knell tolled Lady Liberty stood waiting…waiting… Waiting for the next flicker of light on the horizon © 2017 Rennie St. JamesReviews
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