I came to U.S

From the New Spain

They said you got to pass your Cahsee man

You're Hispanic like them

And so we all got to work hard

I passed all the things they told me I needed

I graduated this year

And I'm still waiting for this


I know I got to wait just like everyone

Just dear president dont forget about me

You better pass the California exam

You better pass all these things man

They told you  to do

And is the dream act 

What brings me up

What makes me kinda different than anyone


I almost was killed in Mexico

When my uncle passed away

By these cruel enemies

That whom they're we dont know yet

I took a decision to stay in the U.S

If I come back there

My head in the floor could lay


I hope this war some day will end

I hope someday the law could pass my name

I didn't  had no choice for real

Than staying here and not in any other place

Someday I'll show this nation

That I am more than my race 

That I didn't have other chance

But life made this soul

One more special dreamer

The one unique in the U.S.


-Jonatan Vega

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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