AMERICA BRING ME YOU TIRED NOT YOUR NEIGHBOURS
AMERICA BRING ME YOU TIRED NOT YOUR NEIGHBOURS
The Border Bordaration!
It's always been a woman’s world low and behold I am told.
When a man has done their best, energize and call in the rest
You know it, I know it, but now, let’s just put Kamala to the test.
Place a crown of stars on her head, good people from the West
There at the border lies another! Could very well be your mother?
Who gave them the right, deportation is such an ugly tall order.
Dear Kamala don’t bother! as this has been going on here forever.
Think of deprivation, of migrants only fleeing, from real starvation.
Verse Two
A much-needed education, to them, thinking here they got salvation.
Temptation thinking to escape the botheration oh you foolish nations
And risking life and liberty, only to be drowning here! people in poverty.
Mayflower landed here, and they all crawled in privately at the backdoor
Build a country on slaves' labor, yet you harbor retaliation! and want more
How is that different? for colonies with no passports, coming to your shores
Now they are screaming to close the border, to a stream of water no other.
Kamala deportation is no solution! just avoid being a ship, without a rudder
Into The Mist Poetry Vol 9
Kenvil Atkins Lewis for Timeless Poetry and Short Stories/ Raw Energy.
