Submitted by Bridget on Thu, 08/07/2014 - 9:55am
Help me to understand how this can be.
As a nation, we have posted the incredible words of Emma Lazarus on our Statue of Liberty as a testament to who we profess to be as a nation and the nation we have built that others only dream of living its words.
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-tossed to me
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.