Before, the Statue was just copper-not quite the ordinary type,
Then time and fire got to rob it of anything refused to pass
the gate of mind.
Self-placed on base, surrounded by modern glass and steel,
The figure seemed to gaze beyond the things or waving hand-
And yet, the eyes, the eyes above the lips and palmes so sealed
Relieased a language that spoke of anger, hope and pain
Still waiting to reveal...