America is facing a growing poverty in these days. We are going broke an alarming rate and we need to do something quickly to change our collective fortunes. This is a national paucity of the gravest kind: a base level lack of compassion for the welfare of other human beings. It is trickle-down cruelty flowing from the top; an unapologetic callousness that revels in its contempt for people who are hurting or hungry or vulnerable—and it is changing us.
Oh John, reading the words carved into the statue of liberty made me cry! Thank you for this beautiful reminder 💜
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!
Oh John, reading the words carved into the statue of liberty made me cry! Thank you for this beautiful reminder 💜
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!