To the Children of Emma Lazarus


To the Children of Emma Lazarus

To the Children of Emma Lazarus

8:46 am 
I am standing beneath a dusty sky 
The world has suddenly taken a strange twist 
Somewhere the inconceivable refuses to die 
In Avalon, Arthur stirs uneasily in the mist. 

9:03 am
I am standing still but my legs begin to buckle and fold
The cold realization of all that has been unseen
All the doom of Revelations that have been foretold
My heart palpitates, palms sweat, I touch the Television screen.

9:37 am
“Give me your tired, your poor…” I will make them proud again
“Your huddled masses…” I will teach them of happiness a measure
“Yearning to be free…” I will be the balsam for their pain
“The wretched refuse…” I will embrace and I will treasure.

9:59 am
My heart is penetrated by shards of steel
I cannot breathe, you have stolen my oxygen from me
My soul is like a Firefighter’s lungs
I am on my knees, begging for the nightmare to drown in the sea.

10:03 am
Though I do not know it yet, I have more strength than anyone thought
I am not a weakling pushover, I am a revolutionary Amazon
This is my land, my hope, my dream, for which I have fought
And it is I who will bring to the world a new dawn.

10:28 am
But the darkness is so overwhelming I am now blind
My chest caved in, my body crushed by blocks of concrete
Of all the unfinished things we have left behind
It is the unsaid goodbyes I will mourn the most, that is true defeat.

1 Comment
  1. Avatar of Nancy Denofio
    Nancy Denofio says

    How brave, true, and universal as we all were touched in one way or another by this day in our life. I thank you for sharing a time we will never forget. Sincerely, Nancy Duci Denofio

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