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On Election night, twentysixteen
I saw a strange and surreal scene
I looked cross the great harbor at Lady Liberty that night
And I knew right away, something wasn’t right
I saw Lady Liberty and she was crying
Because the America she loved, now was dying

She once welcomed millions to this golden shore
But now they ‘re not welcome here anymore
I thought of Ellis Island, where they once came through the doors
Millions of feet crossing the Great Hall’s floors

They brought their hopes, they brought their dreams 
They brought their plans, they brought their schemes
They brought their laughter, they brought their tears
They brought their love and they brought their fears

They came with their families or came alone
Some names we know, but most unknown

They joined the huddled masses already here
The marginalized, the forgotten, the second-class tier
The wretched refuse that made this land great
Yet met with derision, scorn and hate

the First Peoples of this Mother Earth
forced off the land of their ancestors birth
forced to flee, run and hide
one step ahead of the Genocide

those that suffered from old Jim Crow
pleading for rights, met with a NO
When they were polite and asked with a Please
They were met with a Noose thrown over the trees

Many worked hard and were met with success
Their children grew up to be America’s best
Many here now forget where they came
Their immigrant ancestor, can’t remember the name
Can’t remember the ancestor that came here by boat
Can’t remember the issues or the last vote

Once we were great but that’s in the past
Don’t blame us that it didn’t last
Our country is changing from sea to sea
Too many people not like me

The only way is to take it back
go out and stop them, go on the attack
The others are the people that caused our pain
Push them all out,  again we will gain

So he vowed an America, that’s once again great
To get there, he said, America must hate
Hate those others that are not like us
Put them again on the back of the bus
America first! and thats not all
protect ourselves, lets build a wall
We can bring back the greatness of a past day
All we have to do is chant U-S-A

The lamp beside the golden door
Doesn’t seem so bright anymore

It sounds so simple, but it’s really so Grand
An idea we once used to build this land
E Pluribus Unum, Out of Many, One
An idea that that’s Sinking with the Setting Sun

By John Gordon

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 4/27/2017 3:32:00 PM
Welcome John. I read your second poem first and see you are new to this group. Your wonderful poem expresses the freedoms this country has struggled for. Have we not learned from the past? I remember a German wall, look that went! It is good to have you here.7: ) Aloha, Connie
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John Gordon
Date: 5/21/2017 9:16:00 AM
Thank you Connie for your kind words and support. I read several of your poems and they are wonderful. You are a very expressive poet.
Date: 11/25/2016 4:31:00 PM
A very powerful poem, John. You hit the nail on the head on so many levels that I am left speechless. A marvelous poem, which rates a 7+ which since you're new here, is the highest rating to be given. A grrrreat auspicious debut for you, my new poetic friend. Hope to see more of your work down the road. Love and peace from the RW (Romantic Warrior.)
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Date: 11/25/2016 4:21:00 PM
A really amazing poem that states how I feel about how the election went. I almost got tears in my eyes in the reading. Lady Liberty, I feel so sorry for her. I fear the next four years but the electoral spoke one thing as the popular vote did not count.
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Date: 11/25/2016 7:17:00 AM
he as a few poems on here not read one yet that pro trump lol and not to keen on him over here in the uk
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Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 4/27/2017 3:18:00 PM
I second that!
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Date: 11/25/2016 4:22:00 PM
Neither are we.