Emma Lazarus wrote, "Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled

Villas - Emma Lazarus wrote, "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!" We are all immigrants, unless one is Native American. President Trump can do what is legal, but sometimes, one has to do what is right.