Poems about Immigration
Once was America the land of opportunity
Many welcomed in by the Statue of Liberty
We opened our door
Why are you so sad?
My friends always ask me that
You should be happy you are here.
Feeling uncertain of where i belong, born in Mexico but I was brought along, to a place called the United States, my parents hoping this
Appearance,
Is what we all care.
But identity
Is what really matters.
I didn't realize this once,
