Immigrant

This is what I do

When you go to my country

And poison my rivers,

Hunt my animals

Incinerated my forest

Steal my gold

Bribe my government

Fill my streets with your criminals of wars

And guns 

And programs of tv and vaccines

And toys made in China,

This is what I do

When you exchange 

My meals with unreal food

Unreal trees and fake chickens

Popping up from a can

Like pop corn.

I ride a train they called The beast,

And come to your country

I'll lern your language

Pick up your goods

Clean up your house

Care your lawn

Cure your pool

Raise your kids

Go to school

And take it over.

Ill married your daughter

Sit in your table for thanksgiving dinner

Be your politician

Your army reserve

Your law enforcement officer

Your singer in the radio

Your sport star in a sunday game

You would even have to learn my name

Eat my spicy food

And say Que rico!

I will be in your dreams 

And in your vains.

I'll be your poet in the darknes

The voice that wake you up 

In your hospital bed

The soldier that comes back from all your wars

The son you miss in the night.

So dont go down there

To unwrap this nightmare.