This Poem was Submitted By: arnie s WACHMAN On Date: 2004-03-08 17:18:26 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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MIGHT

Perched precariously but almost weightless on a barely bent branch the bald eagle watches towards the ocean, waiting to spot its next meal. But today it's foggy. What can he see through this? This American symbol. This symbol of freedom  and justice. Give me your tired, your poor... The tired and poor are just that! Sleeping on the streets in the cold and the wet. Thousands without medical  care. A President who makes promises. The eagle doesn't care...

Copyright © March 2004 arnie s WACHMAN

Additional Notes:
A true story. Might - used as a noun.


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