Poems about Immigration

    Life can change in an instance   Who would’ve that right now we could be 
A current issue that to me is important in societ
So tell me again how a piece of paper makes his tears any less real. Tell me how ink translates to all this blood shed.
Clothes of cardboard, Souls of stone Cracked faces with the tears it once shone Walking in the darkness
She walks alone on A crowded street, with nothing And everything on her mind.
Dark, dusty, desolate night,                                                           
Within the first month When I went to school in America

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