The race just begun.

The old log cabin that sat there bravely 

Summoned the likely few

Thereby we sat religiously aware

Then came the talkie that talked to you

The things once were now stare 

Dismal with change old to new time zoo

The challenge to go beyond the seafare 

The great door had many still to sea

Hands ringing the bell called liberty sits 

Waited for some turn of new found fate 

To exclaim your pronunciation of thee

Or the three monkeys and beer in tow 

I am the spring meet in every outreach 

Escaped a day of slavery my statue stood

Was high but limped before I fell bled 

I gave you by George King all the day 

Queen by night the wisdom remained

Was garnered by a pen that exposed such

Imagined email I seem to recall graven

I do recall their fathers images way

Theirs is a document without Gods Clay

Clearly Gods words are owning to God

We live to see Gods throne owing none

And to provoke the turnaround still

Heaven is in the balance believing 

Or just begun.