They call me illegal
They call me exotic
While they strut in their regal
Stories of erotic
I fight for freedom
In a country that is meant to be
Free?
But out they push
Out they push my
Family
A child born in the u.s.
Is not a citizen?
Because of my past
No one will listen
We are good peopleShe has done nothing wrong
Take me instead
Back to a land I now know not
U.S. is our homeThe place we have built up
But they are building a wall
To tear down the strong
Well i will not give up
And will not follow in these lies
Take away diversity
And you will see the upside down
Truth of his face
Covered in shame
With a past of wrongs
He will take the blame
For the people who live here
I hold your heart tonight
With a meeting that might change
The future of immigration
Rights
@ Camile McGregor
Strong ❤
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Thank you 🙂
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Wow, great poem, really speaks with feeling
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Thank you so much!
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