Given his campaign rhetoric, his post-election tweets, and some of his cabinet nominations and staff choices, I have a feeling that America after inauguration 2017 will no longer be the welcoming place it has been for decades. The phrase at the base of the Statue of Liberty, written by poet, Emma Lazarus, ‘Give my 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,’ will no longer hold true – at least not for the next four years.As I’m wont to do when my thoughts are troubled, I take pencil and pen to paper and try to express them in a few simple lines–not words, but art. The airport signs in immigration might change, and, the words of Emma Lazarus corrupted entirely.
Source: Morning in Trump’s America