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!
The strech above is part of “The New Colossus” poem from American poet Emma Lazarus. She wrote it to raise money for the construction of the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty.
As I watch on my computer and smartphone screens the world in crisis. Everyday sadness and hateful stories flood my desk while some selfies and beatiful landscapes and likes and shares sparkle on my feeds.
I have so much to do, I have to win my money to build my life and keep track of the high taxes I have to pay everyday to fill the bank accounts of many corrupt polititians and their crazy expenses. I have so much preassure on my shoulders, while I stumble along, unenployment skyrocketing and my friends are being fired all the time.
Yet, I am blessed. And I appreciate that.
Brazil is a land of immigrants as well. Our Libanese comunity, with 10 million people, is bigger than the number of Libaneses (3,5 million). The biggest Japanese comunity outside Japan is in Brazil. Same thing with Italians. Afrodescendants, Germans, Russians, Koreans, Chinese, Portuguese, Spanish, Chileans, Haitians and so it goes.
Give me your tired and your poor. We’ll do our best to welcome you!
I watch the news and find myself tired of this shit. Are we too far from accepting each other? Is it too soon to be utopic and imagine – like John Lennon said – a world as one, no borders, free transit, no people, just human beings. Maybe just one universal currency to stop this bullshit speculation.
Obviously there are individuals and organizations who doesn’t want to be even side by side with their neighbour. But as one, we are stronger and better to deal with them – no shutting ourselves up in clusters such as language, nationality, color, religion… Look at the internet, selfregulatory comunities.
C’mon! Tolerance starts within. I know it is hard and we still have a long way to go. But I am a man of faith, I believe in how far we’ve come and I know we can do better. Come with me and try to be more tolerant with ‘that’ person in your job, in your school, in your neibourhood.
We are all struggling! Let’s be sympathetic, embrace and cherish our best, respect and tolerate our differences!