Elizabeth Smith Friedman

With a pencil and paper

An eye for seeing 

Random connections

Joining thoughts

To create code breaking entities

Leading to greater desire

To break stronger codes

You rose to the top

Seeing clearer than anyone else

Denied again and again

Heartbreak followed you

Wherever you did go

Not given rank

Not given station

Not given credit

For the work you did

Having your work stolen

By a man

After you were classified

Sworn to secrecy

And never acknowledged

You held your dignity aloft

You lived a life of sacrifice

To make this world

A better place

Despite the indignities 

Forced upon you

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by Bill Ferguson

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