The American Dream is Dead

Work for hours with minimal pay

then beg for more like a mindless stray.

Far away in a foreign land

pulling crops all day by hand.

You’ll miss your children, their beautiful voice

and wonder if this was the right choice.

Your loved ones, this sacrifice is for them,

they are worth more than any gem.

You’ll continuously chase the american dream

and sleep in a room that’s bursting at the seams.

Keep your head down, don’t speak, don’t misbehave

You’re the twenty first century slave.

The door is open, that’s what they say,

but if we catch you, you’ll pay.

You will be our next deportee.

Long live the land of the free!