Deliberation on lives,
while the time you take -
however long -
she almost dies.
He came to you Liberty
with his life in His palms.
This promise: to be free.
Few and narrow qualms.
A hundred years former,
and he spiritually remains.
The poor man
Who had luxury and came.
Dearest Liberty as you sleep
the island you now guard.
All while your children weep,
a monument of the part.
She comes to you Liberty.
For asylum and a life.
The race you associate,
will only shape her plight,
While our voices are strained,
our ancestors they are guidance.
With our Wall of arms,
we will never be silenced.
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