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Lady Liberty

Yahya Naqvi

Brother Yahya Naqvi on Lady Liberty and all those who lived on this land before her time.

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On the shore of the gates by her lonesome
Cloaked in imagery of everything wholesome
Made for God-fearing, freedom loving men
Why does she stand with copper rusted tears then?

She came as a bride for the just and wise
But all of her suitors have one by one died
If not killed, they were placed behind bars
Not known and ignored in the history of ours 

They took care of the island on which she now stands
They were massacred by greedy and gun holding hands
They fished on the river, which she overlooks
They were drowned by history’s biggest lying crooks

Often, you can catch her praying for them at dawn
The natives before her that have long been gone

On the shore of the gates by her lonesome
Cloaked in imagery of everything wholesome
Made for God-fearing, freedom loving men
Why does she stand with copper rusted tears then?

She came as a bride for the just and wise
But all of her suitors have one by one died
If not killed, they were placed behind bars
Not known and ignored in the history of ours 

They came on ships, tied in chains, full of tears
They were sold to the rich, for gains, for many years
Severely whipped, engulfed in pain, full of fear
Their rights stripped, they picked grains and owners cheered

They marched in the 60s to the Capitol hand in hand
Walking together, focused, woman, child and man
Demanding their liberties and rights to expand
Turning an old dream into a reality grand

The righteous amongst them were shot in the chest
Because their vision was hard to digest

Often, you will catch her glancing at the waves
Thinking of the ones who came here as slaves

On the shore of the gates by her lonesome
Cloaked in imagery of everything wholesome
Made for God-fearing, freedom loving men
Why does she stand with copper rusted tears then?

She came as a bride for the just and wise
But all of her suitors have one by one died
If not killed, they were placed behind bars
Not known and ignored in the history of ours 

In retrospect, she feels the good men passed away
But, I have traveled afar and arrived at last today
I come with promises and foresight for the future
To protect her from the selfish men that abuse her

I’ll be like Frederick Douglas, and Crazy Horse
I’ll take away the shame and all the remorse
The plans of the corrupt shall soon begin to foil
No more will we sell our souls for barrels of oil

No more will the world unfairly depend on the dollar
All her ghetto children won’t have to work with blue collars
Humanity is a concept that all will understand
As the rightful owners return to their occupied land

We will light her famed torch to guide the old and youth
We will defend the weak and helpless like Sojourner Truth

I know she is unhappy, very bitter, and blue
So, all the wrongs she witnessed I have come to undue

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  1. mashallah another great piece. may Allah give you success in your endeavours.

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