Land of the Limited

Mon, 12/16/2019 - 08:06 -- c.m.f.g


Bonita Springs
26411 Cape Verde Ln.
United States

Limitless, freedom, happiness, peace

These are the things we cry for

Screaming from the top of our lungs

Crying at night so no one can hear or hurt us.



You have been hurt

You have cried

You have cried day and night.


Leaving our homes for a better cause

We have came here for a better purpose

But yet, they shut our doors and covering our mouths

Not letting us speak.



Speak, and all will be heard

They do not listen.



Listen to our cries!

Listen to what we have to say!

We came here for a better purpose!

We came here because God brought us to this country!

You shut our doors and expect us to be happy!

We want to escape!

Escape from the horrors that are behind those walls!

We want freedom!

Whatever happened to "We the PEOPLE"?


Listen to the words of

We the PEOPLE,

Have a dream!

A dream to free!

If you are for us,

Then why are you shutting us out?

If you want the best for us,

Then why are you not listening to us?

If you love our culture, 

Then why build the wall?


Listen to this victim

Living the crime of this country

My dream, my cry, my tears

Are to live in this country and be FREE.


Free like any other citizen in this country

But I am trapped in the line in between

I cannot be free if you cannot give me what I want.


Listen to what I want:



~ C.M.F.G

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