American Dream - Part I

It is a poem describing why illegal immigrants came to the United States.
Not all of these memories of happiness can be forgiven
In a blink of a eye it vanish like pouring sugar to water
Days felt like years, aids were not easily given
Groups of felons grew like cockroaches same as their slaughter
No one did anything, afraid of finding his or her love ones in the course lying down
It was a big change from beautiful to dangerous town
Hopeless that things could not get better, perhaps my hope was in the north
Such a journey seem impossible, but I must keep forth
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Published: 1/12/2011
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