Poem

A Migrant’s note to the West: We are coming!

Take your walls up the sky
Flood your borders with armed men
That won’t hold us back
We are coming

Separate us from our children
Put us in detention on arrival
That won’t hold us back
We are coming

Drive those already in underground
Arrest and deport those caught
In their homes
On the streets
At their places of work
That won’t hold us back
We are coming

Stop us at the airport
We shall come via the sea
Stop us at the sea
We shall come via the desert
Stop us at the desert
We shall come via the tunnels

We shall come
Because you came
Came to terrorize our ancestors
We shall come
Because you came
Came to covet our ancestors’ assets
We shall come
Because you came
Came to enslave our ancestors

We shall come
With our lame
With our blind
With our deaf
With everything that ails us

We shall not come
Because you need our skills
We shall not come
Because your aging population needs us
We shall not come
At your convenience
We shall come
At our convenience
Without Visas

We shall come
From Africa
From Latin America

We shall come
To share in the milk and honey of your lands
Built with the sweat of our ancestors

Nothing on earth
Or under the earth
Or in heaven
Will stop us

We shall come
Because you came
Long time ago
May be you forgot
We did not

We shall come
Because you came

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