Anne Brady

An Eagle Cried

Retired Army SSG, Registered Microbiologist, MT.






I saw an eagle fly
  low in the sky.
  Eagles usually soar
  high so I watched some more.
  I wondered why
  I saw a tear in his eye.
  I think I know why,
  because to our freedoms we’ve said good-bye.
  I think I know why,
  now the FBI on all of us can spy.
  Before ‘tis too late listen and hear
  that Big Brother plays on our fear

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