Liberty Weeps
The Statue of Liberty weeps, her torch has been drown out
by the blood of the innocent.
Lives lost, in unjust killings.
The chains at her feet have been reforged, by laws of men
who are lesser than those they govern.
Her book is tattered, worn
full of names, full of death.
When will our people open their eyes and see through all of these lies?
All of these unconstitutional laws that have been written.
All of our freedoms we have lost, to pay more taxes
to give more power to the government.
She just needs to throw down her once majestic crown
because liberty no longer rules this land.
“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!”
None of this means anything anymore.
The Statue of Liberty weeps, her torch has been drown out
by the blood of the innocent.
©2024 Michael E. Duckwall All rights reserved.
Michael E. Duckwall was born and raised in the Ohio Valley. A featured poet at the 10th and final Gonzofest in Louisville Ky. His poem “Making Messes” was included in the anthology Encore released in January 2023, and his first book of poetry The Ramblings of a Recovering Poet was published by Pure Sleeze Press in July 2023. Cajun Mutt Press recently published his collection of poetry and artwork titled 7.2 SkullQuake in February 2024. This is how he describes his poems: “I don’t write, I release. I’m not sure if I could hold any of this in, even if I wanted to. Poetry.. my therapy, my friend, my release.”
