Freedom, as every schoolboy knows, <br /> Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell; <br /> On every wind, indeed, that blows <br /> I hear her yell. <br /> <br /> She screams whenever monarchs meet, <br /> And parliaments as well, <br /> To bind the chains about her feet <br /> And toll her knell. <br /> <br /> And when the sovereign people cast <br /> The votes they cannot spell, <br /> Upon the pestilential blast <br /> Her clamors swell. <br /> <br /> For all to whom the power's given <br /> To sway or to compel, <br /> Among themselves apportion Heaven <br /> And give her Hell. <br /> <br />Blary O'Gary.<br /><br />Ambrose Bierce<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/freedom/
