rather than the Poetry Thread:

There is a Lady in New York who has been here many years.
She is the epitome of strength and courage but is now immersed in
tears.
This Lady was an immigrant who came to us from France
Because she loved that we welcomed all who came to give their
lives a chance.
They came from all across the globe and weathered hardship,
fear and strife.
Their sacrifice was their vehicle to enjoy a better life.
Now it saddens me to know that we have fallen from her favor.
Those principles that we once embraced, now from freedom's
path we waiver.
Those broken shackles that represent her words of promised
freedom
Now choke our nation's fiber as we no longer guarantee them.
But our better natures shall prevail.
as she emboldens our reserve.
No despot will impede our quest for it is Liberty we serve.