I Am An Alien
I’m an alien
From a poor country
A refugee in a rich country
From a far away third world country
Where corruption as cancer is spread every where
And people starve of hunger.
Within frontiers at El Salvador,
Nicaragua, Guatemala.
Refugees like me come and go
Through the frontiers to Mexico, USA, Europe.
There is a great difference in the world
Between rich and poor countries
Holland is a European rich country
The older you get the most isolated discriminated you feel.
As in Honduras in Holland there is unemployment.
Families are unable to fulfill their basic needs for their kids.
You can protest it won’t help!
There’s Unemployment, drug addiction
As cancer poverty spread everywhere in the veins of third world countries.
People are searching in the garbage.
Can you explain me this difference?
Does it make any sense?
Copyright © Juana Guillen | Year Posted 2008
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