Poems about Immigration
Standing at the mouth, seeing the belly of the beast. Steps I take toward the impending digestion.
What wrong have I committed Why do you those eyes look at me with hate All I want is a safe place and a full plate
In a small town cafe, The cold table top Starkly contrasting against the
People around the world comes to the land of freedom. they start to have a new life and a new home like safe heaven.
Liminality is living between two inversely related worlds Where cultures and the clashes of civilizations collide in me,
This Island is dead. It's taken its last breath In the form of the last wind
I’m finally beginning to come to the terms with the fact
A Sonnet I don't know why ......
Smile at the Russian man who talks kindly of his home landLaugh with the German girl who walks wit
Dear world, He says - we speak English in America She says - don't speak in your language Ask me who I am