Maternal Strength (Mother of Exiles)
Maternal Strength (Mother of Exiles)
Her light, once shining full and bright,
now dim from weeks-long dark of night.
Her eyes glimpse loss of prized allies.
Tear-flooded eyes say their goodbyes
to those once-welcomed, now in throes
of deportation, unopposed.
“Rise up!” She pleads, “to stop this man
who’s changed our core in six-weeks’ span.”
Maternal strength with nurturing spirit,
sing your welcome! Let us hear it!
Shine bright your lamp and wail your plea,
“Send poor and tempest-tossed to me!”
© Marie Elena Good 2025
Title and final line of course inspired by The New Colossus, by American poet Emma Lazarus
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