Come they from distant shores
To seek Justice and fortune in a foreign land
Driven often by economic poverty
And sometimes evicted by politics dirty.
Leaving behind their native land;
To start life anew, in the land of Freedom and opportunity.
Fall victim frequently they, to scheme and schemers
Some lose their minds and some reduced to paupers
With a lot of courage and hope in their heart
The fortunate few crosses oceans and seas reaching at last!
Start they from the lowest rung of the economical ladder
With great aspirations to climb up higher
Unsympathetically are they snubbed and harassed
By sons and daughters of former immigrants
Forget cautious citizens, of their perilous adventure
Sees them only as job competitor.
Watch also they from distance bitter
The wine dine and dancing of the society “proper”
Live they in huddles,
Scared to venture, beyond their limited circles
Often their hardship, reaps benefit later
As they sacrifice for generations future
In times of economic prosperity,
Forgotten are their labors, with great insincerity
But in times of economic crisis
Are made scapegoats, and sacrificial lambs of faulty policies
Tear swells up in Her eyes
As Maiden Liberty, helplessly watches
The grave injustice done, to her precious children’s.
So are we all immigrants on Planet Earth
Since our souls have origin, removed much afar from this materialistic earth.
Perceived only by senses fine and a feeling heart.
Anthony Mondal is a poet from Grand Rapids, Michigan, and will participate in the upcoming episode of UnApologetics. Here is a previously unpublished poem that he wrote some time ago when he lived in New York City.
Debut single from Bedroom Ceilings (aka Dean Chittenden), a Grand Rapids native like the rest of us. More of his music will be featured here until he grows too ashamed to be associated with us. We promise, it’s worth a listen or two.