Illegal Immigration

The hour of darkness covers many men.
They enter foreign soil illegally.
En mass invasion time and time again.
The problem is arithmetically 
impossible to stop. Deportation 
is just an empty word that represents 
a losing battle across the nation. 
Until we take a tougher stance, miscreants 
below the border will invade the north
in droves. We must begin enforcing laws
to curb this exodus and thus set forth 
our firm intentions: Stay away because
if caught your stay is brief my deportee
Su clase no se desea aquí!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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June 20, 2009 at 6:31 PM
Nice poem Albert, and i agree with you>>James
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