Dear America,
Do you know how many people stare at ya
Nation of rights, citizenship is a roll of dice
Their pair of eyes see this country as a paradise
So many people live and they don’t really understand
The daily struggles of an illegal man
Born in the motherland, but this is where i take my stand
Human rights are the basics, don’t need your pretend statements, we been suffering long enough because ya’ll been too complacent
I’ve lived here way too long i should have my papers by now,
these outdated politicians needa stop clowning around
Stop bargaining us for the wall, i’m american i’ll tear that shit down
I behave and pay my taxes, i work and i’m part of this town
Lady liberty, i thought you’re the land of the free
So why are these nosy politicians writing my story for me
Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free
come to the Sovereign, ground is the land of opportunity
‘Dear America’, a poem by Onion Ha
