Tired of the ruses that deceive the masses,
Lady Liberty lays down her light with regret.
She bemoans that the rights of the people
Have become like a game of Russian roulette.
She’s rusty from the years she has stood watch,
Declaring from her stand that all people are equal.
She needs a rest from the hate and the divisions
That for the Constitution have become quite lethal.
But she will rise and take up her light again,
A lamp to the tired, poor, and huddled masses.
For this nation will once again live up to its creeds,
Like the courageous Phoenix rising from the ashes.
Written for Fandango’s Thursday AI Art Inspiration #2 Challenge.
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