Poems about Immigration

I am Jeffrey I am in a technological world The twenty-first century Seeing the world change every day
He prowls the lands in search of residences. One, does he cozen. All but one habitent is ornate in his presence.
People claim land as their own but little do they know
(poems go here) I call myself Haitian sensation Insinuating my swag Because I know I am God’s greatest creation
I write… To go on an adventure, To forward to the future, To hunt a treasure.
Dreamers. Those who come with no malicious intent. Those who didn't even want to be here in the first place.
Every weekend I go back to Glencoe, to a house that has a back yard and stairs that I have to climb to get to my room.
JKF and his old lady were trend setters, And many people wrote them fan letters. Jackie O. was a fox,
Can someone tell me what time is it? Tick tock, tick tock, The clock of my life ticks away,
As a child you told me stories. Stories of princesses and dragons and magnificent castles