Poems about Immigration

New York The Big Apple Largest city in America She has welcomed many
America A melting pot of people Where the diversity is what is put into it,
What does it mean to be free? To be on your own To be left alone To not be under any control
What does it mean to be free? To be on your own To be left alone To not be under any control
  You’re on our land...   Will we hold each other’s hand in hand?  
You sailed the seven seas To escape a life of tyranny Your country wouldn't allow you to practice your religion
  By Stanley Collymore   Thankfully as a British citizen, not some bloody subject and a
My grandmother saw America not as a land of opportunity, but as a last resort.
America, America, America Can't say your the best can I? Trolling around thinking its your planet huh?
I was built up like The great wall of china I am strong, powerful, impenetrable,

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