statue of liberty

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!"

So upu like poetry.

That has nothing to do with the rule of law and never has.

What do you think "your storied pomp" referred to?

Has nothing to do with our immigration laws.

Even in those days you had to enter the United States through a port of entry and be quarantined and physically checked.

.... nothing to do with...

You know, if you just haven't even read the poem, I copied and pasted it to the top of this thread for you.

I do know what it means, however you seem not to.

I am out, no one else seems to be interested in this drivel.

I am not interested in arguing with someone that doesn't realize that a poem written by a little girl is not one of our founding documents.

...who mentioned founding documents??? Did you even read the OP? Do you even know what conversation you chimed in on? What's going on with you? Really