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Crossing the Border
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to this Commentary!
By Denise Tejada
Yes I’m proud to say I’m an immigrant
I’m not gonna let people bring me down with words
If crossing the border didn’t stop me,
What makes you think your words
Are gonna stop me now?!
Two months of risking my life
Taught me life is not just pretty colors
But it has its dark sides
I was only seven when I was forced to
Cross the border
Yes, I’m proud of being an immigrant
Wore the same clothes for two months
Slept on top of rocks and
Used garbage bags as blankets
As an immigrant I’m proud
I’m not ashamed
Suffocation was going to be the main cause of my death
Yes, I’m proud
I was forced into a truck that was full of people
And no room for people to breath
Minutes went by hours had passed and I was ready
To hit the floor and never get up
Now you tell me I can’t make it
Because I’m not light enough
Because my hair ain’t blond enough
Because I’m not a citizen
Well I’m a resident and
That’s enough to get me through
Yes, I’m proud of my roots
And if my roots represent immigration
Then I’m proud
You can’t believe English was my second language
Now that shows you how hard I worked to gain that respect
I’m gonna say it loud and proud
Till my voice is gone
I’m an immigrant
Yes, I’m an immigrant
I was a living ghost
Walking the streets of California
For the United States I never existed
Until seven years ago
Now I’m sixteen years old
And working hard on becoming a U.S. Citizen
But never forgetting about my roots
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