Ambrose Bierce

Here you will find the Poem Freedom of poet Ambrose Bierce


Freedom, as every schoolboy knows,
 Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell;
 On every wind, indeed, that blows
 I hear her yell.

 She screams whenever monarchs meet,
 And parliaments as well,
 To bind the chains about her feet
 And toll her knell.

 And when the sovereign people cast
 The votes they cannot spell,
 Upon the pestilential blast
 Her clamors swell.

 For all to whom the power's given
 To sway or to compel,
 Among themselves apportion Heaven
 And give her Hell. 

Blary O'Gary.