Poems about Immigration

Why?

Why stay? To get that better education For what? To be someone? Who are you? I'm you.

I never have a free weekend to party or have fun

Lucky

“Lucky” One day at school hands shot up across the room, for show and tell.

Coming to America To the land of opportunity With no visa, no green card guarantee No papers I say

Shallowly

I writhed across the stars, one night, dreaming of the fars Where in tropical nations, conceivably, the sky turned gradations

Struggling from a poor village, many dreams of freedom and peace. Im off to make an effort to this privallege

By: Saranda R Our flag waves in the ocean of pride that envelopes this country

I can’t sleep. During the day I’m tired. At night I’m awake, I’m not hungry, I just want to drink.

All we want is a better future, not just for our self... but for out families.

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