I Am Anaya Poet Free verse

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_{In 2022 El Salvador's President Nayib Bukele plunged into a régimen de excepción - a state of exception - and declared war against gangs. There has been torture, unreported deaths, and systematic disappearances. They suspended fundamental rights like freedom of assembly and association, the right to legal representation, and the right to see a judge within 72 hours of detention. The age of criminals was lowered to 12.  Trump has also been involved in transferring innocent prisoners to El Salvador—Rolling Stone}

 

_{They get $6 million for excepting anyone in America with tats! Noem, of Homeland Security said the images captured during her tour of the prison were intentionally shared with the public to communicate the consequences facing those who threaten American communities. She also said  “The only people allowed in that prison are terrorists”  (?)  she continues… “People need to see that image. They need to see that the U.S. is going to use every tool we have to make communities safer.  What of the mistaken, Noam? Have you foreseen it’d happen in front of our very eyes? didn’t she so much as ask and say, ‘By the way, you got this one guy. We messed up. Can we have him back, please?’ nope.  It’s no place for migrants}

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Prison Wallpaper

Encage us we are of collective souls
Display us in prisoned wallpaper as ghouls
Send us into these sepsis tanks, in tin cans 
in torture dungeons, in faraway lands                      
Mistaken for us are the migrants 
who don’t belong in our black hole,
ripped from their family’s arms, 
and broken, it has a toll
Try to discern, unchain me,
give me the time of day
I’ve not done any of what you say
I’m here, do you not see me?
I’m tucked in all of your publicity
Before us you stand prestigious -n- tall,                                
your toughness shared inside our halls
Donning is the blood red Maga cap a telling of your gang
and Jackboots as they were worn by the Sturmabteilung
Wings reinforced by the sword’s blows, in your case 
against the chains that contain, and any empathy inside 
Keeping you safe an expressionless speech,
seal the deal it shall seal my unmerciful fate
Judged and sentenced without any assemblance
I see right through your imminent coarse leather, and
by the end of your reign, hard you’ll fall
And later the field forces in which you thrive
rotting torn in shreds, but still alive,
as shall be fathers ripped away from family 
Have you not exhausted every remedy for me? 
Infection is your reasoning,
concede for me and it shall be litigation of guilt
Rewards you’ve given, they’ve taken
and so, forsaken I be
Regardless of it, they have me in error,
as prison wallpaper

I work in the fields, a visa allows it
I wear pastel colors, a straw hat covers      
possessing no tats, what of straw hats
What of straw hats?

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Duke Beaufort April 8, 2025 at 6:12 PM Anaya, I very much appreciate that you've illustrated and chosen this subject. Making people disappear or using them as an ad, and doing it all with no due process reminds us we are on our way to what we were often told was wrong with Russia. I'm surprised Trump hasn't paid Putin to take dissidents and house them in Siberia. If it happens, please look for me. What Ms. Noem did disgusts many of us. There was something written about her 50K gold Rolex watch on the trip. Sign of the times. I Am Anaya April 9, 2025 at 11:25 AM We are dealing with a White House that is causing confusions, we need clear strategies, and a leader to make the people feel comfortable and not afraid. We don't know how to plan! I'll search the depths of hell for you, Duke!

David Kavanagh April 6, 2025 at 3:35 PM A sanitised version of hell Anaya, I’ve seen this place on the News recently, innocent and guilty all locked away indefinitely without trial, your poem is a powerful piece, written by a US citizen with a clear message for the MAGA government, that you are totally against them systematically deporting illegal immigrants to this fate! Brilliant and a fave! Cheers David I Am Anaya April 6, 2025 at 4:21 PM I would like to make it clearer that these folks were 'removed' without due process and on a work Visa. I'm awaiting summer, they'll be hot under the collar. (protests) ! I Am Anaya April 6, 2025 at 4:09 PM David, hey yes a US citizen, I can't stand back watching while Noem is perking up to T-rump! ha, glad that you can't either and so grateful you liked it enough as a fav, siempre es la voz de la raz`on, you are voice of reason and I appreciate that as well! Cheers freind :)

Robert Gorelick April 5, 2025 at 1:44 PM Blood red Maga hat, those few words say it all! I admire your pro-active stance. We should all witness for those being mistreated. As a good Samaritan, you are taking the righteousness path! Onward! Faving, Robert I Am Anaya April 5, 2025 at 8:15 PM Sweet Robert, ty for the fav. I felt compelled to write for the tattoo deportation contest, it's right up my alley and my pleasure to be a voice for the migrants caught up and mistaken for MS13.

Yann Rolland April 4, 2025 at 8:22 PM beautifully written every voice has to be heard I Am Anaya April 4, 2025 at 8:50 PM It was the goal, yes Yann to be the voice of the innocent migrants who are not gangbangers. They have no trial, taken right in front of our eyes!...God is watching Mz. Noem and her disgusting display of her boasting with lies and power speeches ~ she should've helped the ones taken by mistake!