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< Echoes of Memory

Democracy, A Poem


By Susan Warsinger

The ocean carries my boat to a new land.
I stand at the railing to see the symbol
of freedom and democracy.
A fog is thick until the early sun kisses it away.
The mist rises like a curtain, slowly and carefully
and all that I suffered between 1933 and 1941
fades away with the fog.
Survival and freedom washes over me
like a gentle warm wave that will keep me safe.

I found freedom is not for everyone.
Democracy is not perfect.
A government of people makes mistakes.
Some are still being resolved.
We have to keep striving
to improve our changing society.
It is difficult to maintain perfect democracy.

Many years have passed since I
disembarked in New York City
after sailing by the Statue of Liberty,
the beacon of hope for a better world.

What happens now is temporary.
There is much hope for the future.
The people and the government will unite
by working our differences out together
in a humanitarian way,
enhancing human dignity and equality,
and committing to the sanctity of all human life.  

© 2022, Susan Warsinger. The text, images, and audio and video clips on this website are available for limited non-commercial, educational, and personal use only, or for fair use as defined in the United States copyright laws.

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