The Liberty by Mason Carter

The Liberty In thy name I pen down my dark hymns When gods of earth rejoice their fame, And the poor in rags beg in the streets. In my longings oft I sigh out thy name. In thy name I pen down my dark hymns When youth is busy watching the sports With dreams of riches and having it all Watching their real heroes doing drugs. In thy name I pen down my dark hymns, When people are home enjoying storms And dies the roofless poor begger old In my tears I then sigh out thy name. In thy name I pen down my dark hymns When the poets are writing about laces The faithful praying in their temples. And with trembling heart I sigh out thy name… Liberty… -Mason Carter