As we remember the plight of our ancestors, may we always remember that there are still those who yearn for freedom. Let's remember the words at the base of the Statue of Liberty, the most recognizable sign of freedom, a reminder that our shores in the US were meant to be a safe haven for the oppressed.
May we always strive to maintain the shores of the US and the shores of Israel a safe haven for the oppressed.

 

The New Colossus

Emma Lazarus, 1849 - 1887

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!”


haggadah Section: Introduction