Unless you are one of the people of the indigenous tribes of this country - AN ACTUAL NATIVE AMERICAN - you and your ancestors ARE IMMIGRANTS. This country was built upon immigrants on the backs of ACTUAL NATIVE AMERICANS OF WHICH YOU ARE NOT!!!! #RapedandPillaged 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!
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 20:14:53 +0000
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