Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Liberty Stands in the Harbor

This is a reworking of an older poem. I always thought there was a bit of romanticism surrounding The Statue of Liberty. Given today’s political climate and how fiercely this country fought for individual freedom. It seems she has become a neglected lover…

Liberty stands in the harbor
Freedoms torch sputtering
In the haze
A war started in her name
And muddied under the boots
Of political gain
Silently she laments for all
Those who have forgotten
What she represents
Defiant she stands, quietly
Whispering words slowly fading

"Give me your tired
Your poor
Your huddled masses
Yearning to breathe free"

To breathe free…

To breathe free…

copyright Sherry Obsheatz

the inscription on the Statue of Liberty

The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

by Emma Lazarus


June said...

Sad but true. Perhaps soon we can get back on track. Nice effect at the end by the way...fading out...

Anonymous said...

I remember watching the huge clouds of smoke and dust looming over the city and the harbor on the day of the attack.
I thought "how small and fragile Liberty is and she's in danger of being engulfed by the dark, roiling, angry clouds."

I have never felt more solidly, absolutely American.
An American of the people, not of the politicians and their sycophants.

Id it is said...

"Liberty IS harbored" in our country, and aren't we glad!
Great write Rose, both this one and the next.