Goodnight Liberty

 December 18, 2011. © Talon Truitt Cherry, All rights reserved

Can you hear it?
The bugle's crying out
The war is over now
Freedom in the sound
of clanging chains

Can you see it?
The ashes falling down
The walls are crumbling now
Black and white surround
Liberty's remains

Can you feel it?
The weight within your crown
we breath and still we drown
the water lost the found
and blind remain

America the free land of liberty,
home of the true and the brave
Fighting wars for a freedom that we barely see,
over seas with our warrior slaves
Poverty’s the gun screaming soldiers run,
there is no sun on the path that we pave
and my heart screams I'm done when a mother and son
spend fathers day by a grave

My god!
Can you hear it?
The bugle sounding out
a thousand cries so loud
It brings the walls around
down in blazing flames

Can you see it?
The ashes make no sound
covering endless ground
lost and never found
liberties remains

Oh can't you feel it?
The soldiers falling down
you point your finger now
Our orders handed down
By crown less kings

America the fairy tale of liberty
ring the bell from sea to shining sea
Hear the sound of liberty within our fading cries,
and lies that fed the lives to the machine
A country built in infamy a symphony of violence
tyrants lead the silent revelry
and in the end the silence broke the endless reign of violence
when liberty herself was put to sleep.