Marc Pallanes Poet I do not know?

Running From America

Run fast my son
And always stand tall
Seems were not welcome here
Were not welcome here at all

Run faster my son 
Its time you must be strong
For we have to sneak into America
They say we don't belong

Run fast my son
Amongst the crowd u'll blend
Don't draw attention to yourself
Americas not our friend 

Run fast my son 
Lets leave this place
Were not welcome here
Were not the right race

Run faster my son
Now their right on our trail
If were caught in America 
Were going to jail

So run my young son
Run with all of your might
Were almost out of America
Their almost out of sight

Rest now my young son
We've left the United States
Rest well my son and Im sorry
For taking you to America,where everybody hates

                                           PALLANES

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