Jake Berzon
2nd April 2001, 02:44
Immigration.
America, America, you are the land of free,
You asked for huddled masses. Allowed them to flee
The lands with much starvation and way too many lies,
Where there is little future – oppression ruling lives.
Too many answered calling and asked for the entry.
This started politicians who never will agree,
Who has the right to enter, and who need be denied.
And immigrants cried out, “You told us, we applied!”
But tell me why the scramble, to come to our shores
Is it because they’re anxious to learn all our lores?
Or is it that conditions in countries far away
Continue degrading? “Too bad, they can not stay!”
But wait and please remember in times so long ago,
Your parents or grandparents, perhaps it was before,
Your ancestors from somewhere came here to survive
So now please let them to these great shores arrive!
1/9/97
Copyright 1997, Jake Berzon.
All Rights Reserved.
America, America, you are the land of free,
You asked for huddled masses. Allowed them to flee
The lands with much starvation and way too many lies,
Where there is little future – oppression ruling lives.
Too many answered calling and asked for the entry.
This started politicians who never will agree,
Who has the right to enter, and who need be denied.
And immigrants cried out, “You told us, we applied!”
But tell me why the scramble, to come to our shores
Is it because they’re anxious to learn all our lores?
Or is it that conditions in countries far away
Continue degrading? “Too bad, they can not stay!”
But wait and please remember in times so long ago,
Your parents or grandparents, perhaps it was before,
Your ancestors from somewhere came here to survive
So now please let them to these great shores arrive!
1/9/97
Copyright 1997, Jake Berzon.
All Rights Reserved.