Poems about Immigration
i am the terrorist and the cowboy; the farmer and the capitalist.
i am the fat man and the emaciated child.
So much hate
No need to fear
The color of skin
They just don't understand
We're all the same
A picture I took while in Canada, just thinking about how many people have come and went in this world.
This poem isn't made up to help others. It's from personal experience to help you all understand.
Apparently if there is a god he keeps on smiling at my mother ‘cuz
they both made it through as well