Poems about Immigration
Why are we turning back? Was the scar from the trail of tears not deep enough?
The land we live in is the “land of the free,” built on equality, a progressive mindset and a strong democracy but deep in this country l
Oh beautiful for spacious skies For those born in thee For any folk who now wander here
Diversity is what makes america great Each culture threaded in the american fabric like clockwork
When I landed in America I couldn’t believe my eyes
I can hear the wails of my black/brown brothers and sisters of the past Loud and clear.
“America the Beautiful" Many a times I have heard But beauty is subjective Beautiful to thy neighbor
Noble white hands go againstThe wind. Playing with the tanned sand,Slips from her ivory hands. Tiny palmchats
We are amazing We are free
As I’m walking out, I see a different world.I stay looking at the news, telling myself this isn’t real.I feel like I’m always gonna be as