How could I steal an opportunity that was given?
With the steps I’ve taken, have my legs led me to false hope?
Has the river’s flow misguided me to a false home?
Be there, not here, where do I go?
Her land I “invade”
She responds with trauma and raids
Wanted for cheap work, so little I get paid
Her arms open with love, but still pushed away
Shoved on a boat, flown on a plane
Is this how it feels to be a slave?
Left in an unknown place
How can I build a life?
When nothing remains
Los Angeles took me out of my home
Instead of heaven, they put me in hell
I make a wish, but there’s no water in the well
Without my family, there are no stories to tell
America fights not her first, but her second World War
So when the work is needed, millions will flood and pour
On the farms and fields, I do her chores
But once the battle is over
She kicks me out the door
On a ship to be deported
Jim and Juan would get along
The laws are gone,
But discrimination still lives on
Humans are not a math problem, but they should equate
Yet we’re still divided by our ethnic race
America is sick, her immune system is broken
To her, immigrants are the “germ” that comes in
To keep her cool, she uses ICE as her medicine
But we’re all human, not alien
She needs a new remedy
Her eyes are blinded, she needs clarity
Melt the ICE so that she can see
My back is dry but the water still runs deep
America has robbed me of my dreams,
Yet she still calls me the thief
The American Dream is a nightmare for me
I only hope she wakes up to reality.
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