It’s Time To SPEAK OUT!

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Filosofa's Word


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.

โ€œKeep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!โ€ cries she
With silent lips. โ€œGive 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!โ€

Emma-Lazarus Emma Lazarus

The above is the text of Emma Lazarusโ€™ poem, The New Colossus.ย  She wrote the poem in 1883 to raise money for the construction of a pedestal for the Statue of Liberty, and in 1903, the poem was cast onto a bronzeโ€ฆ

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