Huddled Masses That Yearn to Voice Their Ideas

I write for those voices which are constantly unheard,
 I write for the many huddled masses within a democratic nation that have no rights,
 the growing numbers of people whom have been awaiting for ages the opportunities that this nation beholds unto them, regardless of tribulations, struggles, and obstacles, these masses have become successful in overcoming them.
 They are constantly on the move, because if they are to live in one place, they will be held liable for any crimes, they'll be labeled, they'll be persecuted.
 They come in growing numbers, some from the Southern borders, from the West and Eastern coasts, many cross oceans, awaiting the arrival of a lifetime of happiness and freedom, as well as justice and equality, relentless efforts of many of these people have proven successful, Historical statistics  have proven that growth is only possible through immigration.
 I write for these people who await their rights, many people have fought for their rights constantly, many in a non-violent form. Now it is time for this group of people to be successful in establishing their role in our society, instead of portraying a stereotype or a derogatory term. What other way
 would be most effective, than the simple use of words, the opinions of many of the people within our nation, awaiting the rights that they have long waited for, but have no way of voicing their opinion?

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