The New Colossus, Vivek Wadhwa Version
Watching co-blogger Bryan Caplan’s debate on immigration and seeing Vivek Wadhwa’s performance, and then reading his post-debate comment to Bryan, I asked myself: If Wadhwa were in the position of poet Emma Lazarus, how might he have written her famous poem, “The New Colossus,” which is at the base of the Statue of Liberty.
Here’s my attempt:
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 Wadhwa with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and his name
Advocate of Exiles. From his beacon-hand
Glows world-wide scorn; his wild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep ancient lands, your desperate poor!” cries he
With loud lips. “Give me your young, your skilled,
Your engineers yearning to make more money,
The elite of your teeming shore.
For the rest of you: get lost!