Poems about Immigration
You talk too much, and you blame the parrot. You learn to hiss and you learn the origin of the snake.
I awoke from a dream About everyone else And not about me I saw people struggle and fear
There is a wall plan, And it is being applied. Then money isn't there.
Something in me changed the moment I inhaled the wind that whips across my mother land.
"The moment has arrived. The day I've always imagined is here. I spent nights without sleeping for this.
Breath of marble And how could we continue to ignore the nature to us fraternal,
Her Paper VoiceBy: S
I was born Of a European Yew. Its mighty bough had grown Twisted and encrusted With moss
The United States is a free country. People come to it for a better life. Each immigrant comes with a family.
Let America be America again. Let it be the true plan we believed--