Dear Lady Liberty:
We the people of your boiled
over melting pot,
have lost our independence
and would tell you just what
we've got.
Prison, poverty, war and greed.
Hunger and homelessness and not the things we need.
Across your sacred ground if
you were to ask your children
of what they see or what will
be in this home of the slave.
This so-called land of the free,
we are watching Old Glory burn
with its ashes to ashes and
dust to dust.
United we'll stand while ungod we trust.
The great democracy has become
the
great hypocrisy from sea to
shining sea.
And the shot heard round the
world,
will come from your nuclear
doom.
Divided will fall in your polluted
gloom,
and your declaration of independence
has given us
the right to remain silent.
While everything will be held against us.
Your money and your wealth.
Your bombers devised for stealth.
Social insecurity, medicare,
HMO's and unwelfare,
instead of giving us liberty
you have given us death.
Sincerely,
John Q. Public
By Jeffrey R. Banker, 2003