"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!"
When you walk out your door, do you see what I see... or do you see what you want to see??
What I see is a country falling to pieces... I see children begging, stealing, doing anything they can to survive.. I see parents.. single or not.. struggling with daily life to survive and provide for their children..
I see families begging at food pantries because their jobs dont pay enough to feed their families.. and being made to feel like shit for using organization set up for that...
I see children sick, and often dying, because they lack medical care because they fall above the guidelines for state medical aid, and their parents cannot afford private insurance..
I see the rich getting richer off the poor who are only getting poorer.
I see people grasping at any hope that the promises this country made to us will be kept..
That promise of "give us your tired, your poor...."
Where is the fullfilment of that promise..
As citizens have we become so blinded by the survival instinct that we have forgotten those who have fallen thru the cracks of our promise??
We will support every other country in the world yet we will tell our own "we dont have the money"...
I wish I didnt see this reality.. I wish I had rose colored glasses to go about my daily life with.. but I dont.. I cannot NOT see a child, hungry and cold.. begging on the street and not have it affect me..
When did the promise of America become a myth????
