United Shadows
a Haibun by Sam Harty
Shadows creep across parchment once bold,
Freedom's lamp light flickers, growing cold.
The words of our leaders, whispered low,
their echoes of injustice leave us
nowhere to go.
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Rights once achieved, now slowly unwind,
Threads of liberty become fragile and blind.
Free speech muted, votes left uncounted,
Privacy shattered, freedom discounted.
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Laws and rules rewritten, justice skewed awry,
Equality's flame snuffed out, hopes left denied.
Rights to some, privileges to few,
A nation founded on freedom – now unequal
to view.
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How to count shadows
When all lights are growing dim
Freedoms at a whim.
About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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