Lady Liberty listens
to the Cries of every mile
traversed in danger, in Rags
begging for shelter from
eagles delivering cargoes of death
Of sharp wires and frightened hearts –
for She will bring no comfort tonight
She is Trapped;
huddled on borders, freezing in the cold north winds,
pummeled by fierce seas in rubber boats
while in the distance
fat men with greasy mouths
befoul Her with curses and blind hatred
Fear gobbles up all reason;
Her compassion is choked out
Her open arms bound
Her Lamp extinguished
So Black Friday sales can commence and
Bounty – Her gift
can be horded under covers of ‘family’ and ‘faith’.
She will shed tears for what once was
a nation that valued Her Words
enshrined at Her Feet
a Pledge broken, an Oath shattered
Lady Liberty will remember this day
She will recall the denial of Her Promise
and someday, at…
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