She stands alone and silent, her torch raised to the sky.
She’s seen those of every nation, headed for freedom, sail by.
She’s seen the Great Depression, watched men of greatness die.
Heard the sounds of war, listened to the widow’s cry.
She’s rejoiced at our advancements, our rise to power and fame.
Yet her emotions go unnoticed, her expression remains the same.
She’s seen the lies and corruption, the injustice that has been done.
The pain and sorrow created through drugs, violence, and a gun.
She’s witnessed the cover-ups, listened as politicians lied,
But still remains, standing tall and strong with pride.
She offers freedom and opportunity, entrance to the promised land.
For the lost and seeking, she holds a beacon in her right hand.
She calls to the world, “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses”.
She welcomes and accepts all races, religions, and classes.
She stands by her country through all of its ups and downs.
A constant symbol of hope that freedom still abounds.
She’s possibly the greatest example of patriotism and loyalty.
This woman in the harbor called Lady Liberty.