RoseAnn V. Shawiak
American's Own Today - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
'Give me your tired, your hungry, your poor', and I will make sure they are always alone - always wanting for something.
When they are sad or depressed, I will walk the other way.
When they need someone to talk to - I'll be sure to talk to everyone except them.
As they wander the streets lonely, suffering, in pain - always hanging around - I will put them always last on every list, or not even consider them for it.
Blessed are the people who leave me alone and ask for nothing - I will always be there for them.
As for 'your tired, your hungry, your poor' - I have no time for them in my busy political schedule.
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