Illegals

Humans feed on hate and quench their thirst on pride
It is a monster we all carry around, it consumes us and eats us up inside
Violence is passed down in families like a tradition
We try to blame the younger generation, saying they don't want to listen
We are becoming a more  materialistic society with each moment passing in the 
day
We've created the monster in the next generation in a way
Blacks hat whites, whites hate blacks
It's not too late to change all that
Our country having problems begins at our borders
Illegals being higher, than the legit Americans in our country's pecking order
U.S. taxpayers foot the bill on their health care
Send these illegals back where they belong, they came from somewhere
They don't speak  English as they should be required to learn
We conform to them, that is a concern
All I'm asking is to become a legit taxpayer, or get out of my country
Illegals don't pay taxes, then why should we
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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