Immigrants Poems - Poems about Immigrants

Come out of the darkness, stand in the light. Speak from your heart and give us insight. Don’t treat us like animals lured by honey. Saying you care and you’ll give us your money. Offer instead, a small thread of hope, A plan to slow, illegal immigration, guns, dope. Shore up our borders, build a great wall, Help the murder and theft...

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“Mom, they called my name I won.” “Mijo, estoy tan orgullosa de ti, qué bendición.” Her voice lifts when I tell her. Like music in a language they don’t teach in school. At the store, at school, at the doctor’s front desk I become her mouth. I become her ears. They...

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And the Lord will say to them on Judgment Day, “I was hungry, and you defunded my food aid programs. I was thirsty, and you rolled back drinking water protections. I was a stranger, and you snatched me and deported me. I was naked, and you gave tax breaks to billionaires. I was sick, and you cut Medicaid and Medicare. I...

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I have to be patient, and not too concerned About the things I can’t manage If some of the stones I left lying unturned For this I cannot be disparaged The island is so overcrowded and small New comers arrive by the boats They want to steal space, so the natives can fall Into the sea full of ghosts But what was Mayflower...

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Yes, this is a bad joke Yes, this is a sad comedy What an irony What a parody Smile and smirk, so you won’t be poked What a hilarious lie! It is a travesty Immigrants don’t eat pets They eat beef, chicken, and pork Like you and me. All bets Are off. Let’s be serious and dark Migrant workers are looking for jobs What a spoiled...

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At the end of the day Reality bats last So when you worry That we’re down in the 9th Just remember Take heart And find solace That reality always Has the final say (8/2/24) ...

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I have to be patient, and not too concerned About the things I can’t manage If some of the stones I left lying unturned For this I cannot be disparaged The island is so overcrowded and small New comers arrive by the boats They want to steal space, so the natives can fall Into the sea full of ghosts But what was Mayflower...

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Chicago, New York, San Francisco -- such A deluge of immigrants -- they have clutched At first they were trying But now they are crying Leaving out, "Sanctuary very much!"...

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When you came from across the sea What were your dreams of a new life to be Leaving home was such a big step Hopeful of better things without regret Was your home torn apart by war With dictators and war crimes in store And bombs that rained down on you Destroying lives and loves too You left family behind not to be...

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An estimated 75,000 immigrants live in Los Angeles, All transplants from Mexico, No, they’re not who you think. They stand in rows along the famous LA streets, A promotional idea of real estate developers. No more native than the Dodgers baseball team. The idea came from the French Riviera Where these palm trees were also transplanted And intended to portray glitz and glamour. Symbols...

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They are got a way's they enter, even the drowned enter washing up on the near side of a border river. Some will kill, rape, and rob, some carry death in candy pills, most are just escaping; when we ask them from what? They make the sign of the cross and kneel to kiss the scorching desert as if it were a beautiful woman....

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The Statue of Liberty swam away. She's headed back to France today. The ladies crown got lost in the harbor. She cut off her hair at a near by barber. Some one out west claims they spotted her torch. Now thousands of forests are totally scorched. I heard she took some classic Monets and brought along assorted souffles. I think she intended to...

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We arrived like windblown dirt, the steamer vomited us out then wallowed into a smug stillness. We migrants stood to be led somewhere, anywhere slowly we disembarked, disorganized and straggling, lingering on the dock for leadership, for welcoming hands, we were examined, passed through check points, our crumpled papers stamped with a smudged and unreadable seal. Lady liberty with her torch seemed as green now as...

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There is glorious hope of a future For those who come to our shore To partake of the broad expanse Of promise we call "land that I love" - America! With open arms we welcome you To our small towns and great cities Settlers, share in the bounty of your New home "this land is your land" - America! Native to this golden soil none...

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In my country, gangs of fiends own the night. In my country, we lived broken lives of torment. My family fled with little but our naked terror. Bleeding and blistered, our feet carried us hundreds of miles. But I always had my familia. We migrated in trucks, never sure we could trust coyotes. We roamed scorching desert, never sure we would find...

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