I'm glad I've never been poor, and never will be. Because that makes one desperate. None of his motivational speeches did anything for me. And don't do drugs kids. Heh
Give to me your tired and your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. Blessed are the persecuted, And blessed are the pure in heart, Blessed are the merciful, And blessed are the ones who mourn, And blessed are the ones who mourn.