Child Immigration

Child Immigration

A Poem by Colorado Brian

There are children fleeing foreign lands

Parents are desperate for child's survival

Tragedy far away, is hard to understand

How do we react upon their arrival?

 

Children tired, beaten down and hungry

They're only looking for salvation

Some people shout expressions, angry

Say they're not welcome in our nation

 

"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!"

 

What Would Jesus Do, if he were here with me and you?

Would he send these kids away?

What if this is a test to prove your morals true?

If that's the case what would you say?

 

Would you take a child in to nurture

Or send him back to a land of war

Would you take away a child's future

Is that what the Founding Fathers were fighting for?

 

"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!"

 

© 2014 Colorado Brian


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Added on August 3, 2014
Last Updated on August 3, 2014