
"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!"
By Emma Lazarus, 1883

My reaction to this poem is that it has a meaning of freedon it suppose to inspire immigrants from all over the world that they are welcome in this country.A fact is that it does not work this way.
Honestly I think freedom does not exist for no immigrants what so ever. Building a wall between the U.S border and Mexico is really not freedom, to me its more of a stay away sign and keep out we dont need you here.Sometimes I question if their really was freedom for everyone,every race then why is their walls between some countries and not others?Why can only documented people have jobs in the U.S?the answers to my questions will probly never be answered.
To me it seems that America only wants to stand free by them selfs.