A country is a school
If you're new you don't fit in
Don't have my books, is this my class
No one likes to start again

At home we eat different food
Loosely translated ingredients
Nobody's been close since we moved
But we'll make newer friends

Because one thing's true
You brought your hate along with you
Because you're a bigot too
As for me, so not for you

Kick the ladder once you climb
Your card's greener on the other side
Your American right not to empathize
Yet it could still be you another time

They don't have a roof
Chased by storms, war, illness
A child's cries to soothe
Your burden is but to witness

Hate is the mother of every fool
But you were tasked with belonging
For more hate there's always room
Hoping your accent will be forgiven

Because one thing's true
You brought your hate along with you
Because you're a bigot too
As for me, so not for you

When you close your eyes
You know it isn't right
But you compartmentalize
Tell yourself you believe his lies

God's mercy was proved
As you packed your suitcase
To you they're animals in a zoo
Even if one has your own face

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posted 10 months ago, edited 10 months ago

I just needed to write a poem about immigrant families, like my own, that talk bad about and work to harm newer immigrants. I'm this close to sending it to my father. Thank you for reading.

Also yeah it's political I'm sowwy uwu sorry I love Haitians and I want them all to come here and live happy lives and I want to watch their kids grow up and every time a particular Haitian friend looks at me I feel like the sun is shining inside both my chest and skull. immigration and immigrants are good actually. bye

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