Poems about Immigration

"Made in LA"
Adornamos la sala con embras; vino, rojo, negroEs un carnival de color
The Monarch
They say she hid and flew, a long time ago:   Somewhere up north with the cardinals                    
The lies U give Negro Voters
I was blind but now I see Once a captured slave in America Never really free
Atlas
In a quiet room, stars descending down Hung on strings, fashioned from old planet’s rings
Border Wall
Something here has taught people to hate a wall, That wants to stand tall over the hot dessert sands that blow under it.
Zeus' Dilemma
Finally President of the United States, Zeus was pleased with himself.
A string
If I have one day left on Earth, I would choose to look at his fac
The Weeping Immigrant
A curious silence  A desparate glare She stands in the creek The wind in her hair  
The Modern Atlantis
The land out in the sea Mysterious and hidden  From many who wish to see         
Son of Genocide
Adios Ayacucho Land that has taken my name and body and left me unrecognized and unrecognizable

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