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!” and not feel proud.
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!” and not feel proud.
What many don't seem to understand (and what's frustrating) is that there's a lot of work to do LONG BEFORE that final vote is cast.
Those who only show up every four years are (intentionally or not) part of the problem.
What many don't seem to understand (and what's frustrating) is that there's a lot of work to do LONG BEFORE that final vote is cast.
Those who only show up every four years are (intentionally or not) part of the problem.