Liberty wept

The great lady in the harbor who shines her light of hope and promise drops her torch in sorrow. For the winds of change are on the horizon and dark clouds loom over head. Whether those winds bring us good or doom and gloom is still to be determined.

She weeps for her people this day and prays that the sins of the past do not repeat themselves in the days to come, for the winds of change are on the rise. Whether those winds bring us good or ill, only time can tell.

She weeps for the future, for the children yet unborn. Those who 20 years from now will handle the fallout. The fallout from a decision made by the generation that came before. A generation who could not see the consequences of their actions. For the winds of change are on the rise. Whether those winds bring us good or ill, only time will tell. ©Jenna Claire Douglass