Just Another Statue

You asked for the tired, the poor the huddled masses yearning to breathe free. You said with your lamp light lifted high… Send them all to me. You said this is the land where everyone everyone…shall breathe free. You said you were the beacon of hope our statue of liberty. But it's been a long time since they arrived since they traveled across the sea and some people in this country are still yearning to be free Some people are made to feel inferior they are made to feel small… not only can they not breathe free… but some…cannot breathe at all. And although it's late…it's not too late to act…as we pray on bended knee… to listen to their voices… and let everyone breathe free. For until the day when everyone Everyone…breathes free then you are just another statue and not our statue of liberty.