The New Colossus
BY EMMA LAZARUS
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!”
We have concentration camps in the United States. We fill them with children, and we let them go hungry. We let them get sick. We let them die.
Then, to satisfy a lying fool who sits in the White House, we fund them, with few oversights, and say we did what we could.
We are moral failures.
The hashtag you see above, #ThisIsVirtue, is a social media movement started to make people aware of what is happening right now under their very noses. You ever wonder how Germans allowed Jews, Romani, homosexuals, the disabled, and so many more innocents to be slaughtered behind closed doors in a ghastly and efficient manner? This is how it started. This is how it all began.
You have a chance to do something about it. Write your congressman and tell them they have failed. Tell them that until they demand those children are removed from the concentration camps in which they have been placed, until they have been given clean, safe shelter, food, water, and medical care until their families are found, then we are all moral failures. We have all sinned against humanity.
This Is How It All Begins
The New Colossus