Land of the Free?

I just want to be

truly free

Why doesn't Lady Liberty 

accept me? 


I'm one of the huddled masses

you invited me here, 

beckoning, seducing 

you wanted me here. 


And now, all I got, 

instead of freedom and life

are stares from people who 

pass me by. 


Yeah buddy, I'm brown

And I speak two languages. 

Are you jealous of me? 

Or maybe just rude? 


My green colored bride, 

has run away all too soon

"Come back," I cry, 

"I do, I do!"


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