Immigrants

Immigrants

A Poem by Arthur Weil
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As timely now as when it was written 2 years ago.

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No entombment like in Pharaoh’s time

Yet I, you, most victim of isolation

Somewhere over there, Washington, London

Someone else is pulling the strings

 

Restrictions on travel, money exchange

Careful what you say or do

Want to keep your job? Don’t protest!

They have a dossier on you, your family!

 

But I am a citizen. My family served in the war.

Never mind. It’s all for your own good �" so they say.

No green card? Welfare? Get paid under the table?

Been here in the good old US 17 years, two kids born here!

 

There is an ominous dark cloud hanging over us now.

Careful what you read, say, or even do.

Don’t get arrested! Should I go back to my birth country?

I belong here! Darn it! I will stay, in fear yet, but I will stay

© 2017 Arthur Weil


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kind of loses its art towards the end

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Arthur Weil
Arthur Weil

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I was a public school teacher for 27 years and now have time to write poetry. I am the author of 22 books. more..

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