Poems about Immigration

Torch holders. Muslim Bashers. Human rights annihilators. Their presents begs for your reaction! Inertia atrophies!
Torch holders. Muslim Bashers. Human rights annihilators. Their presents begs for your reaction! Inertia atrophies!
I must walk through the biggest desserts in mexico to find her. I must swim across the dangerous rivers for her.
I must walk through the biggest desserts in mexico to find her. I must swim across the dangerous rivers for her.
Adornamos la sala con embras; vino, rojo, negroEs un carnival de color
  Shed the skin of the colonizer As if it is not also mine  
They say she hid and flew, a long time ago:   Somewhere up north with the cardinals                    
I was blind but now I see Once a captured slave in America Never really free
In a quiet room, stars descending down Hung on strings, fashioned from old planet’s rings
Something here has taught people to hate a wall, That wants to stand tall over the hot dessert sands that blow under it.

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