It's a gift I was given when I drew my first breath,
And while growing up, thought I'd have it till death.
Young and naive, I didn't see
That my gift would eventually be taken from me.
Gone was my freedom to speak my mind,
Gone was my right to help humankind!
Gone was my right to be safe and secure,
When one day, State Agents opened my door,
And stole my grandchildren for no excuse--
Babies they knew were never abused!
My family, destroyed, our lives at stake...
As long as the State received it's take
Of the Almighty Dollar for Child Abduction,
Causing Mental Abuse and Family Destruction!
I'll tell you what Freedom means to me--
Just what our Forefathers meant it to be;
Liberty and Justice for you and I...
They never intended our Rights be deprived,
Or inexcusably taken away
As is happening to us every day!
Yet, I love my Country and I am proud
To sing my National Anthem out loud...
But tonight as I sang, I was saddened to see
The tearstained stone face of Ms. Liberty.
By Irene Renee Petit, copyright, July 4th, 2002