She stands tall for all to see
she shines in the night
with a torch stretched high
She gives people hope
with words that use to ring true
now she falters in a fog of lies
none of which she bestows on her own
If she were human she would silently walk away
If she were human you would find a tear gone stray
If she had a voice she would reprehend those at fault
If she had a voice she would remind us of how far we had come
She use to be more than concrete and steel
She use to be more than the copper and granite she is made from
She was once a beacon that all flocked to adore
now she has become a broken promise that so many mourn
A gateway from hell she no longer stands
nothing but a memory now in what was once
the promised land!
Real life can sometimes bring out the best or worse in people. Writing/reading can help you understand the difference.
Friday, June 15, 2018
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