Don't want my neighbors no more 'cause they're aliens
Poema publicado el 28 de Mayo de 2010
Don’t want my neighbors no more ‘cause they’re aliens
I once met an alien
Who did not have antennas
He did have a hoe and with it he weeded our food
He did have a heart and kept improving our land.
We call him an alien because he is not from here
We call him a wetback, but I don’t really mean that.
He is from a different alien culture
I can’t understand him, though I see him daily
The Border separate us that’s enough for him to be alien
I am the norm, I am the King, the aliens should find no refuge, no friends, and no relief.
Ha! Says the Alien
I don’t want to cry
I just want to criticize
What the U.S. does to aliens is like hiring a prostitute: have sex with her, then “good bye”
What about how good you felt?
Ignoring the goodness shows a troubled morality
What would you think if gringos were living the alien reality?
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Poema publicado el 28 de Mayo de 2010
Don’t want my neighbors no more ‘cause they’re aliens
I once met an alien
Who did not have antennas
He did have a hoe and with it he weeded our food
He did have a heart and kept improving our land.
We call him an alien because he is not from here
We call him a wetback, but I don’t really mean that.
He is from a different alien culture
I can’t understand him, though I see him daily
The Border separate us that’s enough for him to be alien
I am the norm, I am the King, the aliens should find no refuge, no friends, and no relief.
Ha! Says the Alien
I don’t want to cry
I just want to criticize
What the U.S. does to aliens is like hiring a prostitute: have sex with her, then “good bye”
What about how good you felt?
Ignoring the goodness shows a troubled morality
What would you think if gringos were living the alien reality?
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