How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see!

She has watched us grow, both slow and fast Yet of late she thinks upon THE question

That hovers like a mist: "O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?"

Seeing the cultists of the Janus of the big and bulbous lie.

She answers sadly into the salted air: "We've tried for so long to make this answer YES. But I really don't know the answer now, Can we pass this last and lonely test?" As vandals deface her plaque to say "Don't give me your poor, your tired,

your huddled masses yearning to breathe free." While Big Brother in a red and rotten hat Would make of us a prison of the willfully diseased. Is it their fault, who would destroy this dream in fear Or should we look up from our cellphone lives And look into the mirror?