in reply to Mr Stephen Miller:
Not like the silver tongues of ancient times
Who taught with wisdom in the city gate —
Today a brazen youth steps forth with hate
To twist the meaning of an honored sign!
Our mild-eyed lady need not yield a line
Of meaning from her poem. O let him prate
With facts and figures all drawn up to mate
His pompous thoughts. But we will not resign.
When we refuse the despots in their tower,
Resolving to undo their secret schemes,
Heart’s knowledge reveals to us a different power:
The race is won by courage, love, and dreams.
The golden door will long outlast this hour —
The torch remains aloft, undimmed its beams!