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/ TSEDAKAH / The Work Ethic /



/ Poverty /



Blessed are the poor

Luke 6:20





"The New Colossus" by Emma Lazarus

(what it says at the base of the Statue of Liberty,
Mother of Exiles, Liberty Enlightening the World
)



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!"

Read that again --

"Give me - give us - your poor.
Your exiles, homeless - we welcome them.
We're asking for them.
Give us your wretched refuse.
Please."

Funny, but you don't hear people talk like that much any more.







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APR 2001



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AUG 2005


-- Update --
SEP 2005



-- Update --
FEB 2006

Make Povery History




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So many people can't express what's on their minds
Nobody knows them - nobody ever will
Until their backs are broken, their dreams are stolen
And if they can't get what they want
Then they're gonna get angry.

Well it ain't written in the papers, but it's written on the walls
The way this country's divided to fall
So the cranes are moving on the skyline
Trying to knock down this town
But the stains on the heartland can never be removed
From this country that's sick, sad, and confused

Here comes another winter of long shadows and high hopes
Here comes another winter, waiting for utopia --
Waiting for hell to freeze over

from "Heartland" performed by The The
on the album "Infected"
copyright 1986 CBS Records









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