when liberty was counted as true sin
our lives were valued down to the last cent
and every coin was tossed for loss or win
we knew that nothing good could yet begin
if every pin and nail had to be bent
when liberty was counted as true sin
a rule or measure no one there would spin
some sort of honesty might have been lent
and every coin was tossed for loss or win
divine displeasure hidden by a grin
we knew the signal that was truly meant
when liberty was counted as true sin
and still we throw a dollar in the bin
and hold the money had been truly spent
and every coin was tossed for loss or win
there is no reason now to feel chagrin
not one of us from off the scene was sent
when liberty was counted as true sin
and every coin was tossed for loss or win
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
28 March 2008
freedom's gamble
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