Poems about Immigration

The cants and wonts, wont stop me,  I bring overdue glee, to my forefathers on the fruit fields,
In the name of Allah,  I start this letter,
Asian-American immigrant Born in the East, thrown to the West My best was all I could give
  Salty drops, that are so called tears,
I am from one of the world’s largest cities, crowded people, houses, and schools.
a bottle of water broken upon desert sand 
Do you know theres families being seperated?  People being hated, cause a green card ain't incorporated into their belongings

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