STATUE The statue of liberty's been torn down Don’t need it anymore We do not want your immigrants and we have locked our door And now we're sitting in the dark of selfishness and pride Your desolate, your starving poor must now be crucified Your huddled masses cannot stay No one here still cares We've left our love for folks in need Our gifts no longer shared Ellis Island is no more It sank beneath the waves We built a wall to keep you out We have become depraved And God in heaven sees our sin and measures our disease The time will come when we will cry When no one hears our pleas And all our rationale and lies won't save us then from pain Who thought to turn our hearts away in pitiless disdain Oh, God, forgive us for our shame of boldly turning cold who have received so much from You and now will not behold their need Words, music, & audio recording © John Brusseau, 6/6/2026
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