Neser Boha
upgrade your gray matter
I'm the cosmopolitan type. I have never wrapped myself in a flag of any single country. I consider myself an eternal immigrant/citizen of this beautiful planet. And I've been that since I was a teenager.
However, if there is anything to feel patriotic about - or just proud - about any country, society or a concept tied with it - it is the sentiment, the principle, expressed in this video and in this absolutely amazing poem.
Emma Lazarus: The New Colossus
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.
"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "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!"
However, if there is anything to feel patriotic about - or just proud - about any country, society or a concept tied with it - it is the sentiment, the principle, expressed in this video and in this absolutely amazing poem.
Emma Lazarus: The New Colossus
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.
"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "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!"
