Poetic Justice Immigrant ~ POEM

~ Poetic Justice Immigrant ~

Like a Rock I’m a poet Boxer, not your laureate.
Thy poetry to protect me, My story seldom told.
Oh give me a home where the emigrants can roam,
Where father fears not and child can play,
Where seldom is heard that deportee sway,
And their relief finds no hunger all day.
Home, Home we are change, where…
Oh, give them land, lots of land under freedom’s dove,
Don't fence me in!
Send them here forever free but I warn you please,
Don’t shame them out!

Like a Rock I’m a last poet Boxer, your lost laureate,
Thy poetry to protect me, My story seldom sold.
Oh give me a peace where the once beat can roam,
Where our welcome voice so pure and asylum so near,
The breeze calming as Liberty shines away the storming,
That I would not exchange my will this free range,
For all of the poet laureates consumed world fame.
Let me verse about the wide open country that I love,
Home, Home we are change, where…
Oh, give them land, lots of my land under freedom’s dove,
Don't fence me in!
Send them here free forevermore but I warn you please,
Don’t scare them out!

Like a Rock I’m a lost poet Boxer, your last laureate,
Thy poetry to protect me, My story seldom bold.
Oh, to love those homeward bound in this darn land of ours,
No curfew this bound, to hear mothers cry with joy,
And with courage the huge flocks no abandonment marks.
Let me be with myself in this daily bread,
And listen to the wonder of thy brethren fed.
Send these children their dream I beg you please,
Don't fence me out, Don’t drag them out!

Like a rock I’m a Poet boxer, this Laureate,
Thy poetry to protect me, My story seldom folds.
Just turn me free, let them straddle this freedom saddle,
Underneath the rainbow skies red, white with blue.
Begone any evil noose cayuse, let them discover over yonder,
Forever this emancipation shall not covet but recover.

I want to ride from the east to where the west commences,
Gaze afar this dog-day afternoon and never lose my senses,
Can't stand ever a surrender surrounded by iron fists.
Don't fence me in, Don’t fence me out!

Like a Rock I’m a poet Boxer, not your laureate,
This poetry to protect me, My story seldom told,
Don’t fence me in, Don’t shame them out;
Like a Rock I’m a last poet Boxer, your lost laureate,
This poetry to protect me, My story seldom sold,
Don’t fence me in, Don’t scare them out;
Like a Rock I’m a lost poet Boxer, your last laureate,
This poetry to protect me, My story seldom bold,
Don’t fence me out, Don’t drag them out;
Like a rock I’m a Poet boxer, this Laureate,
This poetry to protect me, My story seldom folds.
Don’t fence me in, Don’t fence me out!

Like a Rock I am a Boxer in immigrant shoes,
With My poetry to protect my refugee in poverty.
May glory be soon show, the innocence early immigrants,
made us bold in their glory, my emerging emigrants love
of my Country, exceeds that of my laureate poetry!

(MSK ERP ©2018)