WE ARE

torch raised high above her crown of light

chin firm, resolute in knowing

that all beating hearts long for freedom

she towers over the harbor

making a promise to those who come

that they may have life, liberty and happiness

once they pass beside the golden door

but no longer can the huddled masses

find relief within these borders

for tradition has become a lie

and the hearts of the people

are burdened with the path to return

unto the ideals upon which we were founded

for we ARE the Nation OF the people

BY the people, FOR the people