Poems about Immigration

Carried a miles-distance are these desperate cries Tears collected as one, as the assembly weeps
I pray of You tonight for a city of dreams, one where a wise man can ease his aching bones
The Cold Winds of Change Will Carry You, My Dear Friend, To A Distant Place.
As a tall lean and athletic Mexican boy, I look back to back to my past from which I was employed.
Soft golden handle. Large bronze door, pushing its breeze on my face, not knowing what can come my way.
Black or white All different in sight Despite our looks We all should have rights
Watch how the masses rally and pound, making the ground Shake,
She is my life, she is my heart, She is not like you, treated horribly by her differences, tearing me apart.
I am a Jamaican. You are a African American. I walk down a path unknown, You walk down a path unknown.