Child ImmigrationA Poem by Colorado BrianThere 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!"
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Added on August 3, 2014 Last Updated on August 3, 2014 Author
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