Poems about Immigration

In a small town cafe, The cold table top Starkly contrasting against the
People around the world comes to the land of freedom. they start to have a new life and a new home like safe heaven.
Liminality is living between two inversely related worlds Where cultures and the clashes of civilizations collide in me,
This Island is dead. It's taken its last breath In the form of the last wind
I’m finally beginning to come to the terms with the fact
A Sonnet I don't know why ......
Smile at the Russian man who talks kindly of his home landLaugh with the German girl who walks wit
Dear world, He says - we speak English in America She says - don't speak in your language Ask me who I am
The sinister lies/of the people/Who have never experienced the truth/They see a pride of lions prowling on their prey,/I see them feeding
 father,I was gonna read you this letter,But I don't want to anymore I'll rather read from my heartfather,The only father that's been the

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