Respecting the awesome power of words!



Photo by Kally Thompson Elliott

In August of 2013, through the confluence of a number of circumstances and experiences, I was compelled to pull to the side of the highway one morning and record a new perspective on a portion Emma Lazarus’ “The New Colossus”. 


Give me your tomatoes,
your peppers, your hybrid  melons,
yearning to be consumed,
but not so much your tired,
your poor, your huddled masses
yearning to breathe free.

The wretched refuse of bowing
to chemicals and corporations
has our shores teeming with toxicity,
and our hearts quivering with xenophobia.

The tempest-tossed who dream
of hope will not so much be met
 with lamp at golden door
as laser sight and incarceration.

All the while, our consumptive greed
turns a blind eye to the duplicity
of deportation and the rending
of family's fabric, to which
we claim undying allegiance.

Who will resurrect liberty?

© 2013 Todd Jenkins



3 responses

  1. Wonderful poem and hints as well at the many migrant workers without adequate protection from pesticides become so sick to feed us but cannot live among us.

    Liked by 1 person

    August 3, 2017 at 1:31 pm

    • Yes, there are a number of ways we exploit workers from other countries in the Americas, including our broken immigration system and the international economic agreements that exacerbate dangerous travel and trafficking.


      August 3, 2017 at 2:10 pm

  2. Andrea Stoeckel

    Can someone give this to “45” plueese

    Liked by 1 person

    August 3, 2017 at 5:15 pm

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