Nation—Untitled

-With “New Colossus” (1883) – Emma Lazarus- “Give me your tired, Your poor, Your huddled masses, Yearning to breathe free…” No— Disregard that, Rather, deny it— Disown it Reject its implications, Revoke the words’ Fallacious allegations It is deception A lie A manipulation of tongue An enticement to lure— To tease the imprudent young Better yet, Comprehend your inferiority Your minimum-wage-price Your inadequate language Too barbaric to suffice— Assimilate Integrate Impeccably conform Stifle the accent Shatter and transform Too inept? Then simply vanish— Cast yourselves away Our empathy is withered— Our ethics astray Turn back— Now hasten, You faltered ashore— Where do you think you are? This isn’t America anymore.