Immigrant

Here comes the tired and hardworking immigrant

After a long day of working like an ant

He shirt drenched in sweat and skin darker than before

Trying not to look tired, before he walks through the door

He takes off his heavy boots and ripped hat

Walking in carefully to the house so he won’t stain the door mat

He has been up since four in the morning

Every day he does this to get his family a good earning

Picking in a field is not what he would have liked to do

The sun burning on his back, but he has to push through

As sweat pours down his face and back

His back aching as if he had a 30 pound backpack

He came here from a humble origin

They said you can make it if you become American

He snuck over to the other side

To obtain something bigger and be humble, not show pride

He started a family and all he wants is to take them further

So he taught them not to be a taker but an earner

“Get an education” don’t let anything stop you, not even from where you came

He’d tell his children to make something out of their name

Dark as he might be, he is not the threat

He did not come here to accumulate debt

As bad as you might want to talk about him

He will be another immigrant rising up from the bottom.