forgotten freedom

ghosts living....withering, they stole vital pieces of us,
pieces of our hearts that make love feel like freedom.
rather now, we are caged with bars of poisonous memories
that elicit negative feelings and wrongful assumptions.
the difference here, Uncle Sam is not everywhere.
He is simply a concept, a conjured person..not real.
Miss Liberty stands strong with her red flame of glory.
a statue unchanging, always there, a symbol of forgotten freedom.
she'll be closing soon for repairs and Uncle Sam's war ended,
but they will be here forever.

~ Saturday, December 4, 2010