Illegal Immigrant

Illegal Immigrant - a rhyme written after the inspiration of YCT culminated upon my mind. They hosted an illegal immigrant day at UNT and handed out literature about the drain that illegal immigration is to our economy and a threat to national security. We don't mind other people coming to America, as long as they do it legally. Most of this was written during my political science class. Enjoy. Get angry. Get inspired. Agree; or not. What thinkest thee?

There is a family that lives south of us/ their roof is leaky, their floor is dust/ they're a strong family, four mouths to feed/ but they are powerless, for they lack sufficient means/ America, the best on earth/ No, not perfect but invaluable in worth/ here freedom and opportunity reign/ just ask the family living in the south in pain/ the know opportunity lies in the north/ they long to cross the river and get on board/ they risk imprisonment and death just to have a life/ a life that isn't determined by throw of dice/ but the Hernandez family can't cross the river/ they've been shut out by the freedom giver/ how base of the U.S. to deny the inherent right/ to pursuit of happiness, liberty, and life/ Why would they do this?/ How could it be?/ that the most charitable nation won't give everything/ the U.S. was open/ it trusted other nations/ it was hurt on 9/11/ and forced to replace the/ open arm policy/ with doors bared closed/ it's lenient airports/ were now fear homes/ thousands of lives/ had fallen from thousands of feet/ as a dolorous request/ for higher security/ But wait, what's this?/ The borders are still open it seems/ for in yonder river/ Mr. Hernandez is swimming/ will he be caught?/ will he be shot?/ will he be imprisoned for doing that which he should not?/ No, it seems/ Yes, the guard has been doubled/ but so have the immigrants/ and with them brought trouble/ America loves Mr. Hernandez/ and feels his pain/ but he must enter legally/ or he is the same/ as a terrorist with a bomb/ strapped to his back/ who's next target/ could be more devastated than Iraq/ Mr. Hernandez lived here three years working hard/ as a PHD/ post hole digger in yards/ he sent all his money home/ to wife and kids/ and he himself lived on welfare/ even though he didn't pay taxes/ he drains the economy by taking what isn't his/ but thankfully its not as bad/ as it could have been/ he could have been an extremist/ with a sandwich size bomb/ headed to Washington D.C./ were he would deliver his arms/ and turn order into chaos/ life into death/ love into hate/ joy to sadness/ Keep the border tight/ let them in/ but let them in right/ do we not hold life so dear?/ as to protect us from those who bear fear?/ keep the border tight/ sleep well tonight/ keep the border tight/ preserve American life.
Josh Inge