The Fallen Lady Poem by Ima Ryma

It happened in the dead of night.
Next morning all could see she fell.
A mix of puzzlement and fright.
What happened? None could or would tell.
Natural disaster maybe?
Slow erosion or quick earthquake?
Or terrorist activity?
Political statement to make?
Investigations underway,
The list of suspects would expand.
Mystery solved perhaps some day.
But would she ever again stand?

Underwater she now does be,
Fallen Statue of Liberty.