Poems about Immigration
Flora and Fauna innocent and pure elements of nature's dance you have never known nor observed,
1995, the war has ended, a family with a three year old little girl
An anonymous Katya or Magda with a simple peasant face, yet with eyes of intensity-
We learned your French, We learned your English, We learned your Spanish,
I am done with Having to shut up. Having to sit down
Your home is silent, full of peace. Just you and your thoughts. Just you.
Growing up education was of great importance I always had to have the best academic performance
The night-time has always elicited my mind's teeming thoughts.
Esa mujer que me dio la vida preciosa Esa mujer que me dio mi piel color de dulce mazapán