Poems about Immigration

The boycott taking place and people protesting for my race, but what are we trying to chase if the president ain't leaving his
At varying moments through
  Who We Are   Imagine this Your ancestors living life free,
At varying moments through
-and yet i am still breating feeling she is gone but i still feel her spirit surrounding me
the skyline shows hopepeople exclaim, but i sayi can’t see the stars
Sitting on her case worker's lap Smiling and clutching her book Oso Pardo, Oso Pardo, Que Ves Ahi?
I’m so baffled. Lost. Is my life a lie? An illusion? Filled with such confusion.
The American Dream A run in fear
.... "Yo, for my anger settle, .... Man give me a treble ! .... Wait, i've got to mingle