Statue of Limitation
Set high
upon a lofty plinth
From
flawless marble fashioned,
A great
libertarian stands,
An advocate
impassioned
By the ideal
of tongues being free
To speak at
will, unrestrained,
Brooking no
dark despotic moves
Towards
having words detained.
This
patrician rhetorician
Raised in
the free market place,
For all his
lofty appearance,
He’s a
second, hidden face
That looks
in favour of free speech
And open
democracy,
“Unless,”
his cold eyes seem to say,
“You dare to
contradict me!”
D. A.
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