Poems about Immigration

roses are red violets are blue
Violating laws Upsetting  age-old customs Freedom calls   Tyrants shake with rage
How different th
Dear Mr. American History:   Your tie: red white and blue,
They call me a dreamer,
We can't chose where to born. We can't chose where to be.
I won the case, my prize? One way ticket to paradise. I take my people and go The land is vast, they said
When he asked si celebro Christmas, I responded with a yes and a question.  
She stands there Day and Night. Never waivering  Never backing down
All I see is violence All I hear are lies All I want is happinness All I get is hatred

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