Submitted by King-of-New-York t3_yicj09 in nyc
elizabeth-cooper t1_iuk39et wrote
Reply to comment by _Maxolotl in ‘The Only Reason We Got It Was That I Lied’ by King-of-New-York
That poem is about poor and embattled refugees, not college graduates from Ohio.
Based on my ability to read and 90 years of my family in Brooklyn.
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!"
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