I See You

By BH

Looking through caged windows
So many faces, so much pain
Immigrants being treated less than animals
Hunted down and casted away

Homeless, displaced with nowhere to escape
God’s children
Traveling from place to place

It’s hard to call myself an American
As this can’t be the American way
What happened to the land of the free
The home of the brave
The Christian or Patriot way?

The days of yesterday has faded away
Dreamers are still dreaming
Still I see you, and will fight for you always

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