04 July 2018

Rushing Toward Paradise




If Lady Liberty sighed
"I am so glad I arrived
before they closed the harbor."
If Lady Liberty raised
a finger and turned away,
happily alone again~

If Lady Liberty thumbed
her nose at others and shunned
her own historic design~

How long before we renamed
or replaced her, unashamed
now that profit is master?

Let's dismantle her today,
put her pieces with rejects
from the confederacy,

And then complete the fencing,
establish isolation
and die, die bragging
          "We won."



An alternative Lady Liberty poem for my Midweek Motif at Poets United.  I may write more.  I'd so much like to give her more power, and speak from a soul that can see new creation.  




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© 2018 Susan L. Chast





13 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I would love to speak from a place that can see new creation, too. For that, we need many loud voices to rise and bring us again the hope we have lost.

Therisa's World said...

Don't think there's enough steel to wire President Trump's mouth shut, Susan. But, we can try.

gillena cox said...

Luv the irony of you last verse

Much­čĺ×love

Old Egg said...

"For what does it profit a man if he should gain the whole world, yet lose his own soul." Sadly we are ruled by politicians without conscience. At one time Australia too accepted almost anybody even me, but not anymore...

Old Egg said...

I just hope all these things will pass but sadly I have no confidence anymore.
You are so right that profit is master for humanity has gone out the window.

kaykuala said...

How long before we renamed
or replaced her, unashamed
now that profit is master?

A historical masterpiece should be accorded the dignity and honor and not to be sacrificed where profit is an element to be considered.Agreed, Susan.

Hank

C. Sandlin said...

A thoughtful poem...this is the first 4th I can remember that I've been asking myself what exactly we're celebrating.

Sumana Roy said...

Yes, 'bragging' is the word that so amazingly describes modern humans. From political scenario to ordinary domestic life. There has to be a despot & there has to be a victim everywhere. Look at the corporate world and how it works. Their only mantra is profit at the cost of this planet. Ha, height of Democracy! Trump is only a magnified version of a CEO.
A very thoughtful poem on this theme of Lady Liberty.

Kim Russell said...

Well said and well written.

Mary said...

Profit is her master indeed! This poem makes me so sad, Susan. Perhaps we should put Lady Liberty on a ship and send her back to France - which is a freer and more compassionate country than this one has become.

Romana Iorga said...

Thank you for the thoughtful prompt, Susan. I’m moved by your last stanza. It’s a pitiful win, one that justifies any means.

Carrie Van Horn said...

Your words are powerful and unfortunately ring true. Thank you for having a wise and brave voice Susan!!

Sara McNulty said...

The only hope now is for his party to wake up and smell the bombs. Great poem, Susan.