Grass
They've enjoyed our waiting
They've indulged in lies
They've prolonged discussions
They've listened to our cries
I've lurked in the shadows too long
Deprived of an education because of a card, I have none
Now I'm on the run
Crush it with petty lies
Abhorent words, which we all despise
"Immigrant", "Alien" they say
I turn to see the next day
I want to be unafraid
I want to walk the streets I've known for so long day to day
Green card? I have none.
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