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I reach out my hands

  I reach out my hands
 To other land
 Where there 
 Peace and hope
 Even if the USA
 Says nope!
 I reach out my feet
 To other land
 Follow my foot prints
 In the American sand.
 Come my child keep up
 As we flee from the boarder
 With nothing but our blankets
 And a mental cup.
 I reach out my heart
 In hopes of a new life to start
 I may not speak English
 And I may not under stand
 But I will risk my life
 While I bring my child and wife.
 Yes the USA build a wall
 In which again I must crawl
 But when your desperate
 No wall is to tall.
 I reach out for food
 Ii don't know what too do
 God show me a plan
 Today as I cross this
 Blessed American land.
 Please don't send us back
 My truck or bus
 And please give back
 My child after unlawful
 Separating us.
 Running from our life in Mexico
 For us this is nothing new.
 But in America I see it is for You!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 6/26/2018 4:52:00 AM
We got to be doing something right for people to risk everything to come here. Moving poem, Sharlotte!
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