A people once censored
their limbs on the rack
All knowledge and freedom
under constant attack
But cream always rises,
and cows do come home
The truth never captive,
enchained—or then owned
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2015)
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Constant attack affects life. Knowledge of freedom we can still improve. An excellent poem is beautifully penned.