Poems about Immigration
Incierto by: Sebastian Batista
I am from Marie Smith and Kroix Smith From single mother poverty and no high school education.
When you stepped off that plane With your darkened eyes
Today, i walk with fire in my soul, living between untethered moments of rapture and heartache.
We come from a land filled with a loud and colorful noise echoing
I remember the days when you were nine. Where rainbows cast a kaleidoscope line.
Dear Illegal Immigrants: In plain English, hon Your argument is ridiculous For several, very obvious
IStrangerphobic: You tell me I'm a racist A xenophobe for wanting a wall...
I can’t pinpoint the exact moment when I discovered I was Mexican Of course, I always knew
I once believed in the American dream. I believed in it because of its hope--