Poems about Immigration
I write for those voices which are constantly unheard,
sometimes i cant think
stress is just too thick
illusions of blown rich
but not even have license
A DREAMers dream that of no other
just whispers echoing through cold stone walls
yet louder than thunder
Staring at a wall in isolation you are not alone, trapped in a place that can never be a home, dealt bad coins and with your attempt to u
Carried a miles-distance are these desperate cries
Tears collected as one, as the assembly weeps
There's no such thing as justice b
it's just us
wishing justice
just was
you see?
or so they say
It's up to me?
I thought I was just here to be...
Why is everything changing so rapidly?