The Journey

Poem about the great migration to America during the late 19th and early 20th century.

The Journey

Upon great ships of steel and might,
They carried treasures, held so tight.
Backs adorned in tattered rags
Worn mementos stuffed in bags.

Their destination, they were told,
Would line their pockets full of gold
A life of woe, they could amend,
Concealed beliefs, they'd soon defend.

As death, disease, began to toll
Unto themselves, they would console.
Weary sighs with silent tears
Pervaded hidden doubts and fears.

Embraced by one lone morning's light,
Their gaze transfixed upon a sight.
A Goddess standing tall at sea
Beckoned them towards liberty.

Massive joy sent out a roar
Swelled with the progressing shore.
Friends and strangers now embraced,
For God had seeded all with grace.

They huddled close, some hand in hand,
To step upon such precious land.
With bended knees, men kissed the ground
For freedom they at last had found.