It's not me...Its you
I was given to you as a gift
wrapped to impress I came to you after months of tedious stress
I straightened my hair and my nose to make myself worth your time
It worked from the smile you had when I arrived
you looked at me with such love in your eyes, the type of love I thought would never die
you showed me around town
I represented your strength and your tolerance for those not like you
I guided the tired, and the poor
I gave breath to those who could not breath under the weight of their past
with me they sighed relief
I lit fires that warmed hearts
I fueled them with an oil called the Will of Men, I lit them with a match called Humanity
you spoke about me with sincerity that eased the pain of holding your torch
I was proud to represent you to millions
proud to call you mine
but with my age came wisdom
and with your just time
I was supposed to be the one standing still as life bustled by
yet you sit in your prejudice and hate
and it seems like you will never live up to the greatness that burns somewhere within
because you still judge people by their skin.
I'm older
faded by life’s seasons
my arms are heavy with the weight of your expectation
the island you gave me is really a cage
you put me here so you wouldn’t have to look into my peaceful eyes
I changed my face, yet you still disgrace me
the thought of what I stand for frightens you
Yet I haven’t changed but you have, your words hardly match your actions
or maybe they never had
maybe it took me years to see you clearly
but I won’t waste another on you, while you preach freedom for all but only grant it to a few.
-Love, Lady Liberty