Spanish American War Ii

I am American sir, just as much as you, where did all your people come from? I hold these vows, just as close, I say that much is true, America is my only home, but if you only knew. So when did all your family come, I bet their immigrants too, you wash away my hopes, with evil, blood and tears. you give me faithless dreams and hopes, I carry out through the years, you give me life that's written down, but all I can figure is yet to frown, and for years you make us look like clowns, flying like birds and never too ground, did you know you wear the privileged crown. I felt my heart beat still, escaping the darkness, a sliding hill. so at the bottom I find my fate. filled with relentless horror, perils and hate. for I have no key to freedoms gate. For here is my story, an eight year old, hiding in America, the so-called illegal in the dark and cold.