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!"
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!"
We are in the mess and it's going that way
been that way, broken.
I think we need a new constitution and a new social contract.
We are in the mess and it's going that way
been that way, broken.
I think we need a new constitution and a new social contract.
Remember the joy that Black culture has brought to all of us. Black History Month 2025
Remember the joy that Black culture has brought to all of us. Black History Month 2025