Let freedom ring as mighty as our liberty bell.
The people sing: Give me liberty, or give me death!
Let freedom ring across highs and lows, above and below
all lands, all people, with all pursuits of happiness.

Crack, the liberty bell groans, a snap in its exterior,
an undetected defect. Let freedom ring! The people demand,
behind the bell jar with no sound, nothing.
This bell is merely symbolic, the government says,

ushering the people to ring their king instead. No kings,
the people protest, no dictators! Their diction is lost
in the noise of uncertain revolution. Let freedom ring,
our founding fathers say. Give me liberty, or give me death.