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I was cast
And molded
From the very beginning
My purpose etched upon my shoulder
“Proclaim Liberty throughout the land and onto all inhabitants thereof”
In my hollow dwelt GODs peace & when sounded I was a Mighty Hunter
Slaying the giants of discord & dissonance with Harmony’s Noble Stone
I was to establish love among brethren & to deliver upon my original yoke
"Ulmus Americana" Declarations Proclamations
Decrees & Edicts I was to be entrusted With summoning
The very Shapers of Law
To Legislative Sessions
Yet pitiful was the hour when my First testing came
When the Lady in Pink who eyed my crown so merrily was chosen
I remember how she gently placed her lips upon my head. Caressing
With delicate fingers my waist my beaded line my sounding rim
Lovingly eying my lips and open mouth. So very proud she was to be
"The Bell’s First Note". Surely I would make the most marvelous
Sound in her gentle hands. What came next I never considered nor was I
Prepared for. In her zeal to be the first she used my body most improperly
And the only sound emitted was the painful cry of my broken innocence
Cracked I was & on display .......... The first time I trusted and was used
Left there broken and alone .......... Carefully placed in the care of two
To my surprise the Lady in Pink .......... In whose hands I was first rung
Now bragged how only I was able .......... To play the sweet note of her
Independence and from that point on .......... I was to be a popular site
For protests - a wandering symbol of .......... Freedom. No longer a bell
Instead an icon now wanted and desired .......... By souvenir hunters
Not wanting me just pieces of me as a token .......... Their claim to fame
For their brief sojourn to Independence Hall .......... To some I was seen
As irreparably cracked and forever dumb .......... To others a tool to be
Used and passed around for causes .......... Worthy and not so worthy
Tell me dear reader which are you .......... Will you fill up on my copper
Laden blood partaking of my broken .......... Body because it sounds
Good to the masses. Or will you see me .......... As Fragile and Imperfect
Honoring the threats I have endured .......... Making them yours. I hear
Grace is sufficient. Tell me is it wrong .......... To want to fill these gaps
Tell me dear reader of my plight. Are you the one .......... to ring my bell
And pronounce
“Give me Liberty
Or give me death!”