Liberty Cried its Last Breath

"Give me Liberty or give me death," Was the rally cry,
The meaning it implied united a people,
A people who arose,
A people who suceeded,
On the day of 1776, Liberty was born
For many years the name of Liberty thrived,

Then one day on a horrible act Liberty was wounded.
When an act of pure evil struck the nation's heart.

There are always those who prey on disaster.
While Liberty was wounded afraid of those Bastards
The evil men snuck up and stabbed it in the back.
"To protect the people, Liberty must be sent away"
"We like our Liberty, why must it go?" many shouted in fear.
"It's the terrorists fault vote for us some more"
Meekly they did, yet nothing was done.
The evil men were happy, money was to be won.

Soon some will demand "Why can't you see reason?"
The evil men will reply "You are speaking Treason!"
"Away you shall go and away you shall stay."
"Have fun living in Guantanamo Bay!"
In the end there was silence, no one spoke up.
And in the silence... Liberty cried on its last breath...

Poem by this guy (a gamer no less it seems)