Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Heartless Challenge

Rulers make bad lovers... You better put your kingdom up for sale


Well, did she make you cry
Make you break down
Well, is it over now, do you know how
Pick up the pieces and go home
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love
And now tell me, is it over now, do you know how
To pick up the pieces and go home
Go home, and go home

 
 
There are women, there are children dying. They are fleeing the same sort of carnage that was unleashed on the people of France.  I don't think it's too much to ask of us that we do our part 
 

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-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"


GOODSTUFF is checking out the concept of immigration 
 

3 comments:

Katy Anders said...

Things are getting sort of ugly in the US again.

It feels like it doesn't take very much to bring it to the surface.

I hope the world finds a way to help those people, even if we won't here.

Mick said...

Yeah well, 75% of them are men.

Carli said...

You really brought it home for me with the statement, "They are fleeing the same sort of carnage that was unleashed on the people of France."

I think if more people viewed the Syrian refugees in that light, maybe there *might* not be as much hatred and animosity toward them. These damn politicians and talking heads make me so angry, stirring up fear in the uneducated.