Dear Country,

What more could you want from me

You already have my heritage

My ancestors

My rights

What more is there to take?

Is it the hope you have stolen from past generations?

The hope of the millions of people who have come to know your New Colossus and

Golden gates

Like the serpent who tricked Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden?

Its body twisting and turning, acting as a barrier to every tempest tossed that dares step foot in the land of the free

Or maybe it's the promise of protections you never get to see

Haunting you like a nightmare you can never wake from

America sleeps not because it's tired, but because reality suffocates those who do not escape it

When will our home of the brave step up and help the new kids on the block?

The only thing that separates them from you is time

You cannot change the past dear country, yet you can create a vastly different future