"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."
~ Emma Lazarus ~
Not So Much Anymore..
In the midst of all the public outcry against immigration, I wonder how those who are currently opposed feel about this?
Maybe the time has come to change the plaque at the 'Statue of Liberty' to read...