Take not hope away from us because we are different, remove not our feet from a land we have grown to love. As seeds planted and budding their emerald stalks out of the rich soil, so are we, planted and sprouting forth upon a land we call home. We sprout forth as the green meadows and rolling hills into a country of opportunity, a country for those who dare to dream the impossible. Are we different from people of long ago, who came to America on ships with hopes and dreams? Are we different from those stowed away in ships, clad in tattered clothes, cradling their children in their arms and clinching worn bags filled with their hopes and dreams? Are we different from those who were forced here in chains, with fear in their eyes longing only to go back to their own land, yet in bondage, they still believed in a dream of freedom? Let our cries flow into your ears as the wind. Our voices call out to America, hoping your arms will remain opened to our hurt, pain and despair. We sought for safety and shelter, starving for just a morsel of hope and found it in you. Do not snatch us out and close your doors upon us as though we are a plague that will destroy. No, our name is America that is now who we are, we are those who dared to dream!