Sunday, March 29, 2009

Welcome to America

Statue of Liberty National Monument
Emma Lazarus’ Famous Poem
A poem by Emma Lazarus is graven on a tablet
within the pedestal on which the statue stands.


The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my
lamp beside the golden door."

These words have been a guide for millions of people from all over the world seeking a better way of life. For all these years people of the world have fought, saved and done without in order to reach our soil. They came from all walks of life and entered our country with pride and dignity and started a new life far different than they had before, They were free to do the things denied them in their old country.

They put away the old customs and assimilated into our culture, while maintaining theirs, they ask not for us to change to their customs and habits but blended in with ours. They became workers business owners and family groups. Over the years most of these people were law abiding citizens (with a few exceptions) and lived as one people in our nation.

Now and for some time our Government has allowed non-citizens to enter our country and by virtue of our kindness have received virtual citizenship, allowing all who come, free “everything”.

I guess the last 5 lines have evolved into give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to be free, to mean. “If you have nothing in your country, your Government wont help you, Pregnant, then sneak into our country, go to the nearest hospital, check in and have a baby” POW instant welfare food stamps housing assistance and now your living free.

“Give me your wretched refuse of your teeming shore, send these the homeless, tempest-tost to me,” I welcome you. I guess this means, give us all your “gang Bangers”, “Criminals”,” Drug dealers”, “Smugglers”, “thugs” and those unwilling to obey the law, and those even their own country do not want.

To all the Politicians, and Bleeding heart liberals, I wish you well and hope you wake up one day and do something about it rather than feather you own nest. This Country will never fail! Only because if it does those who helped cause it will reverse course and save their own rear end
“I WANT MY COUNTRY BACK"

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