My Grandmothers heritage

Free from red and black chains
Across the sea she set forth
Curious, as to what would be her new name
A clean slate?
Or a past which she could not escape
She had seen humans suffer
Had witnessed what humans would do to escape hunger
Had watched humans transform into blonde brutes; In the quest, for
Power
The start of a new dawn, a new age?
Liberty stared down, daunting, against the sky of gray
A man told her they would soon be docked
She stared
Agape
The sloshing
slowly
stopped
Engines that forever ran
Turned off
Passengers unloaded
She followed