Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Election Tuesday - November 2, 2010

All of the recent (sometimes hateful) rhetoric made me think back on that old Emma Lazarus poem I probably last read in 4th grade. In that benevolent spirit, I wanted to make something that highlights the good this country is capable of. I posted Emma Lazarus's poem below, it's worth another read.

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!"

Emma Lazarus, 1883

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