Statue of Liberty
I AM the Statue of Liberty.
I AM strong.
I AM beautiful.
I AM the face of independence.
I AM a gift to the world.
Storms may come, yet I AM still standing.
Many admire my existence.
Some may ask “She’s still here?”
Yes. I AM.
I AM a voice without needing to be heard.
My hand held high close enough to reach God. He lights the flame I hold.
O This little light of mine, I will enlighten others who follow.
By the grace of God, I will show them the way.
And even though it may seem as if I am standing high on my pedestal, My feet are constantly in motion.
My mom always told me, “Keep your head held high so your crown won’t fall off”
This is why I AM always looking ahead to the future wearing my crown. Ready to face anything.
With 7 spikes, I represent the world. 7 seas, 7 continents, that my God made in 7 days.
Yes, me. A woman. A Black woman.
And held close to me are my founding principles. The laws at which I stand.
My values, morals, and beliefs. Together they form my keystone.
A keystone is a stone that keeps everything together.
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