Poems about Immigration
Power reeks when planted in the wrong hands.
Sometimes people are blind, I can't understand.
If only this was on TV - If only I could share it with whoever I wanted - If only I could see it at the movies - If only "Playkid"
When I think about you
Brown cracked skin baked in the sun
Eyes that have seen dreams
"English please?" they always say,When I'm trying to figure things out but my words drift away.
So Trump has flipped
On H One B
He had to though
X-plain to see
When Elon speaks
